Our heatwave of last week broke this weekend, and it's been in the 80s. This morning feels more like the 70s. It feels so wonderful on my skin as I'm doing my chores.
Everybody's moods are good, everybody's healthy. I really don't have much to complain about. I've been working on Power of a Praying Wife, and it's helped my mind so much. I hope it helps my hubby, too.
Sunday, June 24
Tuesday, June 19
Thankful Tuesday
It's almost Wednesday, but darn it, I'm going to finish my Thankful Week if it kills me! Hopefully it won't kill me.
So, I'm thankful for ...
My husband's wacky sense of humor.
My short story that got accepted for publication, and the horrifying amount of edits it came back with. But this is a great educational opportunity to see the weak places in my writing. So I'm thankful for harsh editors, too.
Bathtime for babies.
Homemade fruit leather.
Spotify, where I can listen to all the music that died on cassette tape years ago.
My ipod with its ereader app.
Jules Verne, for entertaining and educating all at once.
And many, many more, but that's all for now. And it didn't kill me.
So, I'm thankful for ...
My husband's wacky sense of humor.
My short story that got accepted for publication, and the horrifying amount of edits it came back with. But this is a great educational opportunity to see the weak places in my writing. So I'm thankful for harsh editors, too.
Bathtime for babies.
Homemade fruit leather.
Spotify, where I can listen to all the music that died on cassette tape years ago.
My ipod with its ereader app.
Jules Verne, for entertaining and educating all at once.
And many, many more, but that's all for now. And it didn't kill me.
Monday, June 18
Thankful Monday
Happy Monday, everybody! I know Mondays aren't usually happy days, but I can be happy on them, right?
I got the apartment all cleaned and nice this morning, and now I'm wiped out. I've been trying not to run the air conditioning until after noon, at least. Yesterday conquered me (it was 106), and today I wimped out, too, even though it's only 100.
I tell you what, I am SO thankful for air conditioning. I was going down the list of how people used to cope with hot weather, and our houses just aren't designed like that anymore. Like houses with adobe walls, or houses with big screened-in porches where you could sleep outside. Outdoor kitchens. If the power grid ever failed (like if we had a solar flare), we'd flee our modern houses in droves.
I like the play the Apocalypse Game and wonder how we'd do things without power and running water. It's kind of like having a Zombie plan. Except I don't believe in zombies. I'm an athzombiest.
Other things I'm thankful for:
A refrigerator with a freezer.
A crock pot that I can stuff full of beans and forget about until the beans are cooked.
A husband who I can discuss Minecraft with in extremely serious ways and he takes me completely seriously. (If you play Minecraft, two words: nether strongholds. If you don't play Minecraft ... you should.)
My son, who is delighted with the random little comics I draw him with his vocabulary words, and will not get up from the table until he's colored every panel.
My daughter, who draws pictures and makes babies out of legos and runs around with a cat tail hanging out of her pants.
My other daughter, who is just learning to talk and who says the sweetest little almost-talking baby words.
I got the apartment all cleaned and nice this morning, and now I'm wiped out. I've been trying not to run the air conditioning until after noon, at least. Yesterday conquered me (it was 106), and today I wimped out, too, even though it's only 100.
I tell you what, I am SO thankful for air conditioning. I was going down the list of how people used to cope with hot weather, and our houses just aren't designed like that anymore. Like houses with adobe walls, or houses with big screened-in porches where you could sleep outside. Outdoor kitchens. If the power grid ever failed (like if we had a solar flare), we'd flee our modern houses in droves.
I like the play the Apocalypse Game and wonder how we'd do things without power and running water. It's kind of like having a Zombie plan. Except I don't believe in zombies. I'm an athzombiest.
Other things I'm thankful for:
A refrigerator with a freezer.
A crock pot that I can stuff full of beans and forget about until the beans are cooked.
A husband who I can discuss Minecraft with in extremely serious ways and he takes me completely seriously. (If you play Minecraft, two words: nether strongholds. If you don't play Minecraft ... you should.)
My son, who is delighted with the random little comics I draw him with his vocabulary words, and will not get up from the table until he's colored every panel.
My daughter, who draws pictures and makes babies out of legos and runs around with a cat tail hanging out of her pants.
My other daughter, who is just learning to talk and who says the sweetest little almost-talking baby words.
Sunday, June 17
Thankful on Sunday
Today has dawned hot and sunny. It's almost like it's mid-June or something. Oh wait. :-)
Without further adieu, I'm thankful for ...
Pancakes.
Kids who like pancakes.
A husband who likes pancakes.
Hot weather and the way it smells. (Hot grass? Hot concrete? What is that smell, exactly?)
Beans. Especially pinto beans, which actually cook in a couple of hours, instead of red beans, which take me exactly 3 1/2 days to get somewhat soft.
For the nice lady who talked to me last night at McDonalds. I'd taken the kids down for a snack and to run around in the play place. The lady was a nice Hispanic lady who was there with her grandsons. We sat and laughed about the kids running wild.
Everywhere I go, people look at my three munchkins, smile and say, "You've got your hands full!" I always smile back and think, "What will they say when I have four? Or more?"
That's when it'll become antagonistic, I'm sure.
Everywhere I go, I notice people with only one kid. Is that the "oops" kid? It's always young couples, so I'm betting yes. I almost never see larger families. Three kids is about the limit. Even Hispanic and black families don't have that many. California is weird.
Edit: Also, just had to be reminded that today's our sixth anniversary. Oy. I hadn't even thought about it. We're beat from this week, so we'd only planned to lay around the house all day. Happy anniversary to us and Father's Day to my hubby!
Without further adieu, I'm thankful for ...
Pancakes.
Kids who like pancakes.
A husband who likes pancakes.
Hot weather and the way it smells. (Hot grass? Hot concrete? What is that smell, exactly?)
Beans. Especially pinto beans, which actually cook in a couple of hours, instead of red beans, which take me exactly 3 1/2 days to get somewhat soft.
For the nice lady who talked to me last night at McDonalds. I'd taken the kids down for a snack and to run around in the play place. The lady was a nice Hispanic lady who was there with her grandsons. We sat and laughed about the kids running wild.
Everywhere I go, people look at my three munchkins, smile and say, "You've got your hands full!" I always smile back and think, "What will they say when I have four? Or more?"
That's when it'll become antagonistic, I'm sure.
Everywhere I go, I notice people with only one kid. Is that the "oops" kid? It's always young couples, so I'm betting yes. I almost never see larger families. Three kids is about the limit. Even Hispanic and black families don't have that many. California is weird.
Edit: Also, just had to be reminded that today's our sixth anniversary. Oy. I hadn't even thought about it. We're beat from this week, so we'd only planned to lay around the house all day. Happy anniversary to us and Father's Day to my hubby!
Saturday, June 16
Thanks on Saturday
The munchkins broke my camera, so alas, no pictures. I'm trying hard to be thankful anyway.
I'm thankful for ...
A job interview my husband had today.
A nice morning playing legos with the munchkins.
That plums make such excellent fruit leather.
That naptime is so routine that nobody questions it.
More later!
I'm thankful for ...
A job interview my husband had today.
A nice morning playing legos with the munchkins.
That plums make such excellent fruit leather.
That naptime is so routine that nobody questions it.
More later!
Friday, June 15
Thanks on Friday
Just continuing my thanksgiving journal this week.
I'm thankful for:
My loving husband, who figured out how to string a clothesline through the living room for me.
And he doesn't complain about clothes hanging everywhere.
My munchkins who will eat even creepy green guacamole as long as there's chips.
For my sweet sensitive baby, who cries when her siblings get yelled at.
For silly building block games like Minecraft, that let me scratch that right-brain itch.
For all those lovely fruits and vegetables that are on sale right now.
More to come!
I'm thankful for:
My loving husband, who figured out how to string a clothesline through the living room for me.
And he doesn't complain about clothes hanging everywhere.
My munchkins who will eat even creepy green guacamole as long as there's chips.
For my sweet sensitive baby, who cries when her siblings get yelled at.
For silly building block games like Minecraft, that let me scratch that right-brain itch.
For all those lovely fruits and vegetables that are on sale right now.
More to come!
Thursday, June 14
Thankful Thursday
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| Random shot of the kids running out of frame. |
So, in no particular order:
I'm thankful for my sweetheart of a husband.
And my babies.
And the vast bag of apricots and plums we picked yesterday. I cut up some and ate them on my oatmeal. Yum!
For the delights of being a creative family.
For God's grace to me in giving me what I don't deserve.
More later!
Tuesday, June 12
Destination: grape jelly
My neighbor gave me two vast freezer bags of little tiny grapes. I thought they were blueberries at first, until I tasted them. No idea what kind they are. Are Concord grapes little tiny and contain seeds? These suckers are extremely seedy.
Anyway, I'm pondering making grape jelly today. I have a few cherries left, and I'll just pit them and chuck them in the pot, too. I did an experiment with cherry pits the other day. I had a whole heap of them, and I felt bad about tossing so much fruit. So I cooked them with sugar to try to make syrup. Instead, I made quite a good jelly. There must be pectin in the pits.
So I saved a bunch more pits. I'm going to wrap them in cheesecloth and cook them with the grape jelly, and hopefully that'll be enough pectin to set up the jelly. It certainly works with lemon peels. My goodness, my marmalade is still set up like concrete. I can hardly dig it out of the jar.
So that's the plan. I had an idea for some deep theological blog post, but I don't have the energy to write it. Eh.
Although, just for giggles, I found the Apostle Paul gave advice for how to deal with jerks on the internet. From 1 Timothy 6:
But if anyone teaches otherwise and does not assent to the sound and wholesome messages of our Lord Jesus Christ (the Messiah) and the teaching which is in agreement with godliness (piety toward God),
Anyway, I'm pondering making grape jelly today. I have a few cherries left, and I'll just pit them and chuck them in the pot, too. I did an experiment with cherry pits the other day. I had a whole heap of them, and I felt bad about tossing so much fruit. So I cooked them with sugar to try to make syrup. Instead, I made quite a good jelly. There must be pectin in the pits.
So I saved a bunch more pits. I'm going to wrap them in cheesecloth and cook them with the grape jelly, and hopefully that'll be enough pectin to set up the jelly. It certainly works with lemon peels. My goodness, my marmalade is still set up like concrete. I can hardly dig it out of the jar.
So that's the plan. I had an idea for some deep theological blog post, but I don't have the energy to write it. Eh.
Although, just for giggles, I found the Apostle Paul gave advice for how to deal with jerks on the internet. From 1 Timothy 6:
But if anyone teaches otherwise and does not assent to the sound and wholesome messages of our Lord Jesus Christ (the Messiah) and the teaching which is in agreement with godliness (piety toward God),
4 He is puffed up with pride and stupefied with conceit, [although he is] woefully ignorant. He has a morbid fondness for controversy and disputes and strife about words, which result in (produce) envy and jealousy, quarrels and dissension, abuse and insults and slander, and base suspicions,
5 And protracted wrangling and wearing discussion and perpetual friction among men who are corrupted in mind and bereft of the truth, who imagine that godliness or righteousness is a source of profit [a moneymaking business, a means of livelihood]. From such withdraw.
Tuesday, June 5
Tuesday stuff
I downloaded the pictures from my camera, and found a record of the last couple of weeks in it. I've been taking pictures for my blog, but somehow I just never updated the blog half of the equation.
Anyway, first off, remember that eclipse we had?
It was really hard to get a picture to turn out of the little sun crescent. I also tried to get a picture of the weird way the light looked, but the camera just can't capture it.
See? It just looks like late afternoon sunlight. You can't tell that it's dimmer than it's supposed to be.
Then I decided to hang out my clothes to dry instead of using the pay dryer. Trying to save a few bucks. Here's my makeshift rack:
And the rack in use:
How do we wear so many clothes in one week?
Then I picked sour cherries at Mom's and made them into a cobbler. A mouth-watering, sweet-and-sour cobbler with homemade vanilla ice cream to go with it and mitigate the sourness.
Man. I want more of this cobbler just looking at the picture.
So there's a slice of our life. I'm so busy living it, I just never update my blog. Isn't that always the way?
Anyway, first off, remember that eclipse we had?
Then I decided to hang out my clothes to dry instead of using the pay dryer. Trying to save a few bucks. Here's my makeshift rack:
Then I picked sour cherries at Mom's and made them into a cobbler. A mouth-watering, sweet-and-sour cobbler with homemade vanilla ice cream to go with it and mitigate the sourness.
So there's a slice of our life. I'm so busy living it, I just never update my blog. Isn't that always the way?
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