Monday night I wrote about how I have discovered
I love to write. Tuesday I wrestled with figuring out how to make a Facebook page for my blog, and have the posts find their way there automatically. (If you are on Facebook, feel free to "like" my page there!) Then time to write alluded me the rest of the week. Even today, I am barely eeking out this post to greet
the company girls. Maybe time to write will come soon.
Here's what's going on in our world (in no particular order):
We've spent some good time
holding sweet cuties, which totally sweetened our week. I took the kids to visit my friend's puppy while she is still pretty tiny. They fell in love with her as I knew they would. This little bundle is named Revy. Isn't she something?
And, whenever we get the chance, we get our hands on
my little niece. I am soaking up the littleness, the floppiness, the newness of her. I enjoyed the chance to change a poopy diaper, finagle her wiggly body into different clothes, and burp her. Tasks that were mundane when mine were little bring great joy now that I realize how fleeting those moments are. She is precious.
don't you love that little leg hanging out of Pickle's arms??
We are wrapping our minds around the fact that
school starts next week. Brand new school for Pickle with new friends to meet. Bits of paperwork to wrap up, the last few supplies to buy. I feel less organized and ready than I ever have.
My hubby's parents are arriving today from FL for a few weeks. They have driven their RV here, and they willingly submit themselves to our busy lives, catching time with us when they can. The kids will spend the night with them tonight while hubby and I hang with
the groupies.
Work is busy and exciting as I prepare for a new school year and new program for the kids at church. I'm pulling together my team, exploring new materials, and watching the clock move too fast to get it all done. My pastor (and boss) is an excellent coach, and I am growing as he challenges me. I don't take that for granted.
And that
plan to shred myself? Yeah...no. I did six days of it. Never began to like it. Then I got sidetracked with a week of waterparks, baby's arriving and a two day conference. Now I'm dragging my feet about starting again...guess I'll be embracing the flab for a little longer.
I'm sad summer is over. And yet, as always at this point of the year, I'm craving routine. I'm ready for the house to stay the way I leave it in the morning all the way until the afternoon. Not sure I'm ready for the faster pace...but it doesn't matter, here we go!