My house is a mess.
I haven't done the dishes since Monday.
I haven't made dinner since Monday, either
- Which makes me feel like a bad wife.
- Not because I believe women should always make dinner
- But because I love making dinner for my husband. Love it.
- And I know he appreciates it, too.
I have clean clothes sitting in a laundry basket next to my bed
- Unfolded.
And piles of dirty laundry that I don't want to talk about.
B's camping stuff is in the middle of our living room,
- And hasn't moved in 2 weeks.
Our swamp cooler has made our house feel damp,
- Though we appreciate the coolness.
I worked super long hours everyday this week.
- And next week will be worse.
My piano is in tune and every note works.
I can't stop listening to this
- It fills me with the desire to twirl.
I have eight, yes, 8 wedding announcements on my fridge.
- One of which, I was not expecting to be invited to
- But truly couldn't be more excited about.
Chad comes home from his mission in only a matter of days.
We've seen really great movies lately
- Inception=Awesome.
Soon, Disneyland will wash all my cares away.
I keep waiting for life to slow down, but it isn't.
But days like today
- Days when I laugh uncontrollably with friends
- Hold hands with my husband
- Have fun with my family
- And still manage to work hard, too.
These are the days that remind me that
- Life is good.
Regardless of the piles of dishes, laundry, check-lists and problems:
I have a great life
- Surrounded by people that I love, who love me back.
And right now
- That's the only thing I need.
Friday, July 30, 2010
Thursday, July 15, 2010
summer musings
It's about freaking time the National League won the All-Star Game. It only took 14 years for them to show up. However, I still wished for an AL win - I mean, come on, How sweet would it have been if Torii Hunter and the rest of the American League-ers won at Angel Stadium? But... Well played, NL. Well played.
I am in desperate need of a real vacation.
This summer, I am refusing to believe that it is actually hot outside on weekdays. I'm pretty sure it is only hot on weekends. Why? Because I work in an office that keeps the air conditioning set at 40 degrees. Currently, most of us are wearing sweaters to work, and I'm ashamed to admit that I had to turn my space heater on under my desk today.
I can't remember the last time I slept completely through the night - 2:30am and 4:30am and I have become quite familiar with each other. And I am not happy about it.
Branson's brother Blake is quickly topping the chart of my favorites. He is staying with us for the summer and couldn't be more helpful. He keeps his room cleaned, helps me with the dishes and asks me almost everyday if I need help with anything. My only complaint: I've never seen someone drink so much apple juice. I can't keep up!
Make-your-own-Jamba-Juice frozen packets from Costco is my favorite summer find - thus far.
Time is slipping from me. I'm perplexed as to where the first half of 2010 went. I'm not ready for summer to be over. And I'm definitely not ready for fall... Yikes. Or winter. AGH! I have a theory that -- well, you know when something starts spinning crazy out of control right before it explodes? Yeah. I think that's what's going on here... The earth just spins faster and faster and faster, and time with it. Until one day - BAM! Earth is renewed and receives it's paradisaical glory. So when everyone starts feeling dizzy and motion sick... I'd hurry up with that repentance process.
Today, one of my piano students was talking about a summer camp they are going to that I went to when I was their age. I told them a few funny stories about when I went, and then she asked me how long ago that was. I had to think for a minute. And then when I realized how long it had been, I think I felt one of my hairs think about turning grey. "Oh, gosh... I went 15 years ago! It's been a long time!" I finally said. "15 years! That's like forever ago!" I've never felt so old. And I know I'm not that old. But man. What a sucker punch to the face.
I love my coworkers. Love them. They make my life (read: my job) worth living - particularly through stressful, busy times. Like now.
That and Brans.... I like him, too. Nay, love. I love him.
I am in desperate need of a real vacation.
This summer, I am refusing to believe that it is actually hot outside on weekdays. I'm pretty sure it is only hot on weekends. Why? Because I work in an office that keeps the air conditioning set at 40 degrees. Currently, most of us are wearing sweaters to work, and I'm ashamed to admit that I had to turn my space heater on under my desk today.
I can't remember the last time I slept completely through the night - 2:30am and 4:30am and I have become quite familiar with each other. And I am not happy about it.
Branson's brother Blake is quickly topping the chart of my favorites. He is staying with us for the summer and couldn't be more helpful. He keeps his room cleaned, helps me with the dishes and asks me almost everyday if I need help with anything. My only complaint: I've never seen someone drink so much apple juice. I can't keep up!
Make-your-own-Jamba-Juice frozen packets from Costco is my favorite summer find - thus far.
Time is slipping from me. I'm perplexed as to where the first half of 2010 went. I'm not ready for summer to be over. And I'm definitely not ready for fall... Yikes. Or winter. AGH! I have a theory that -- well, you know when something starts spinning crazy out of control right before it explodes? Yeah. I think that's what's going on here... The earth just spins faster and faster and faster, and time with it. Until one day - BAM! Earth is renewed and receives it's paradisaical glory. So when everyone starts feeling dizzy and motion sick... I'd hurry up with that repentance process.
Today, one of my piano students was talking about a summer camp they are going to that I went to when I was their age. I told them a few funny stories about when I went, and then she asked me how long ago that was. I had to think for a minute. And then when I realized how long it had been, I think I felt one of my hairs think about turning grey. "Oh, gosh... I went 15 years ago! It's been a long time!" I finally said. "15 years! That's like forever ago!" I've never felt so old. And I know I'm not that old. But man. What a sucker punch to the face.
I love my coworkers. Love them. They make my life (read: my job) worth living - particularly through stressful, busy times. Like now.
That and Brans.... I like him, too. Nay, love. I love him.
Sunday, July 11, 2010
two saturdays
Once upon a time, I wanted life to slow down so I could enjoy it more...
Oh wait. That's how I feel now.
We've had family parties every weekend, (with a few dinners, celebrations and ping-pong tournaments in between) Brans and I both have been working super long hours, and we've both been busy with our church callings. We're both exhausted, but grateful for the favorable circumstances we find ourselves in. (Except when our dryer burns our clothes, and the birds dig holes in my freshly pampered garden...)
My wish: To have an 8-day week.
7 days as normal, with the addition of a second Saturday.
Monday
Tuesday
Wednesday
Thursday
Friday
Saturday
Saturday 2
Sunday
That way we can do all of the stuff we're doing now on the first Saturday, and have the next day (Saturday 2) to lounge around or get things done that couldn't happen on Saturday.
Yes.
That is what I could use the most right now.
Oh wait. That's how I feel now.
We've had family parties every weekend, (with a few dinners, celebrations and ping-pong tournaments in between) Brans and I both have been working super long hours, and we've both been busy with our church callings. We're both exhausted, but grateful for the favorable circumstances we find ourselves in. (Except when our dryer burns our clothes, and the birds dig holes in my freshly pampered garden...)
My wish: To have an 8-day week.
7 days as normal, with the addition of a second Saturday.
Monday
Tuesday
Wednesday
Thursday
Friday
Saturday
Saturday 2
Sunday
That way we can do all of the stuff we're doing now on the first Saturday, and have the next day (Saturday 2) to lounge around or get things done that couldn't happen on Saturday.
Yes.
That is what I could use the most right now.
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