January 15, 2015 at 6:34 PM
Been wondering what it would be like to have the stomach virus and chest congestion and take care of a child. I’d have to rate it as “Less than desireable.”
Been wondering what it would be like to have the stomach virus and chest congestion and take care of a child. I’d have to rate it as “Less than desireable.”
Thank you all for your kind birthday wishes. I am thankful for every undeserved second, minute, hour, day and year that the Lord allows me. I am thankful for you, my friends who add so many beautiful layers to my life. I am thankful for my family and my husband who have an unlimited amount of grace and patience reserved for me. And just to keep it real, I quote the ineffable Monty Python: King Arthur: Old woman! Dennis: Man. King Arthur: Man, sorry. What knight lives in that castle over there? Dennis: I’m 37. King Arthur: What? Dennis: I’m 37. I’m not old. King Arthur: Well I can’t just call you “man”. Dennis: Well you could say “Dennis”. King Arthur: I didn’t know you were called Dennis. Dennis: Well you didn’t bother to find out, did you? King Arthur: I did say sorry about the “old woman”, but from behind you looked… Dennis: What I object to is you automatically treat me like an inferior. King Arthur: Well, I am king. Dennis: Oh, king eh? Very nice. And how’d you get that, eh? By exploiting the workers. By hanging on to outdated imperialist dogma which perpetuates the economic and social differences in our society.
Dave takes Joshua and Stetson on a jog. The house is quiet. It’s nice for ten minutes. Then I miss them terribly. My boys and their commotion make this house a happy happy place!
Wearing my snow pants today 1) they looked lonely in the closet 2) we won’t get to ski this year because little J isn’t walking yet… Putting him on skis may be problematic 3) it’s 32 degrees (good grief phx, this is skiing weather, not “living in phx” weather 4) there is actually snow dusted on the mountains. Hell hath officially frozen over.
I have a mental checklist that goes something like this: “Because of the amount of concentration required, I will do X, Y & Z when Joshua goes to sleep at night.” Too bad at the end of the day, I don’t have enough concentration to remember what X, Y & Z are. Screw it. Chocolate.