I check out books of poetry because I think I want to be the kind of person who reads poetry and to use my brain for more than deciding dinner and conciliating sibling squabbles and three weeks later I find the books of poetry unread and forgotten. As I pare potatoes with a knife, because Carry on!
I’m a whole different person. The morning after I cut it, Denton came out of his room and stared at me. He made a sleepy bee line to Dada and stared some more. Then he finally says, in that indescribably sweet little voice of his, “Mama? You name Mama?” I was just tired of it. Carry on!
I have been wanting to be a midwife for a long time. I even seriously thought about changing my major in college a couple of semesters before student teaching to nursing! I’ve never gotten very far with this, what with getting a job in my field to get out of debt, then getting married and Carry on!
I am doing So much better. Today, I actually went grocery shopping. I think the last time I did that, by myself with assorted children, was early this summer. Ever since I started having pregnancy complications we have just been doing food triage, where we run in to get the things we think of, or Carry on!
And sassy too. Here are some of the great and mighty things I got accomplished today. Duct taped the toilet seat after it cracked under me. Nothing like that happening to make you feel like you’ve gained 300 pounds. I used zebra duct tape because really, how can you not? Ate some blonde brownies the Carry on!
It’s been interesting. Crazy and calm and hot and cool, windy and still. I signed the three oldest up for VBS at a church about 6 minutes away. And let me tell you, there is NOT much in my life I can say is about 6 minutes away. They are gone from 9-11:30. The girls Carry on!
…right here in public for everyone to see. I’m weird. True story. I have my clothes hanging by color in my closet and my DVDs alphabetized. But I hardly ever have a clean kitchen floor and it drives me bonkers to take the time to make tater tots in nice neat rows for a casserole. Carry on!
I have had my share of pain with a history of migraines, but never have I had chronic debilitating pain. I know God is allowing me to walk through this (pun intended, since some days I can barely walk) so I can have more empathy for others, and I’m sure a host of other reasons. Carry on!
Reading Last Light by Terri Blackstock. Buying a generator. Building and stocking a storage pantry. Wearing my poet shirt I got in high school. Trying to talk my husband into a wood burning stove. Researching composting toilets and water sanitation systems. Reading How to Survive the End of the World as We Know It. (TEOTWAWKI) Carry on!
praying for our Compassion children Praying for my live-in children What’s in my recipe box Tens list–what I’m reading in the Bible An old schedule of what we did that day; I’m trying to figure out a semi-permanent routine… The dates our co-op picks up raw milk. Brielle’s thankfulness list. The states Aviana needs to Carry on!