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June 25, 2008

Breaking the Blog Silence

because these new fabrics are too gorgeous to go unmentioned! Don't ya love 'em? Do not be surprised to see me sporting a skirt or purse or seeing it as a tablecloth next time you come over. Either that, or I have to get a dog to carry around in a sling, which is just downright embarrasing.

Okay, I'm out. I was never here. You never saw me. But you DID see these fabric swatches and you DID tell all your friends about it. (heh)

The latest sling:

Showing the reversible quality:

Now seriously. I'm gone. See ya July 1st!

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June 12, 2008

So I'll Go This Way and You Go That

I can feel the need for a blog hiatus creeping up on me.

I started blogging on June 7, 2003. (I still have to get those archives back up- still about two hundred to republish.) Anyway, that's 5 years of writing on a fairly continual basis. You guys sick of me yet? I had no idea when I started what I was in for. It's been amazing. Writing here has has helped solidify my thoughts and philosophies, it's gotten me in trouble a time or two, it's given me wonderful new friendships and sources of encouragment, it's been a springboard for lots of good things in my life. It's been a record-keeper, a scrapbook filled from cover to cover. I can't imagine not blogging- I can't imagine the quiet that would fill me without it. As busy as I am, this place is an anchor. It's like Cheers after a long day. It's Central Perk, it's the Cherokee. It's the dive I call my own, the place that beckons when the work is done.

But, as experience has taught me, sometimes I need a break, even from blogging. I need to recharge in the real world, go off the radar, live without documentation for just a bit. I'll be out of town for the next week, so it's the perfect time to let the blog lie fallow for a little while. So when I come back, the ground will be rested, and rich for good writing.

Hope you all enjoy the break, as well! Go out, get some sun! I plan to be back July 1st. Till then, happy days of summering to you- take care of yourself and have fun! Please don't wander too far away, though. I wants ya back.

G'bye, pumpkinheads. See you in a few weeks.

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June 11, 2008

Good Advice

I don't know why that cracks me up, but it does.

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June 10, 2008

A Chasing After the Wind

I love sitting in church listening to a sermon, and having God underline something. Last week, the pastor said, "If you are pursuing your own happiness, you will not find it." God might as well have taken a great, big, neon highlighter for that point, because it was central. Relevent. Astoundingly true. So I wanted to write about it here, like taking notes in a class, because it's something I don't want to forget. I'm passing them along, in case you were absent that day. (Which reminds me, you still owe me two dollars for those chocolate almonds I gave you the other day from the band fundraiser stash. Okay. 'Nuff highschool references.)

"If you are pursuing your own happiness, you will not find it."

That's so antithetical to our way of living, isn't it? The American dream is all about achieving your goals, realizing your potential, achieving your utmost happiness. And we're given a thousand paths to follow to that golden utopia. Academics- a college degree- traveling- knowing thyself- going green- being creative and different- getting away from it all- Jack Kerouac- writing the next great American novel- Martha Stewart- enlightenment- any way it comes. We are encouraged at every turn to self fullfillment. Whatever it might be, just find out what makes you happy and do it. We mistakenly believe happiness is found in having our needs met, emotionally, physically, and financially. So we navigate life according to the greatest accomplishment of those things. We seek our own ends. And, sadly, left to our own devices, we will find it.

Continue reading "A Chasing After the Wind"

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June 9, 2008

Third Daughter

If we were a royal Chinese family, that's what we'd call my little sister, Brittany. (I learned this from the movies. See? You never stop learning as long as you keep watching t.v.)

So anyway, she's blogging! And this time, she means it. We won't mention the thirteen other blogs she started and promptly abandoned fifteen minutes later. I think she really means it this time- she's posted for like, four days in a row now! So, hop over and give Third Daughter some love if you have a moment.

Xie xie.

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Newer, Faster, and Sleeker

I sure wish I was describing myself, but uh, no. I'm referring to Movable Type 4.1, which the good folks at terrablogs just installed as their blogging software. It is one sweet ride, people! I'm loving it. Ah, that new blog smell! Today is the first day I've used it, and I feel like I'm cruising the blogosphere in style. Thanks, guys!! Terrablogs is really the best free blogging portal out there.

As for me- I won't say I'm old and un-sleek, but I am certainly slower today. We spent the weekend painting, and I can barely move now! It's a good kind of sore though, the kind you get after you know you've done a lot of hard work. (And while I'm on the subject, thanks to my mom and Aunt J for watching the kids so we could paint!) We are fixing up a house that King Pen had the great privilege to inherit from his grandfather. I don't say that offhand either, this is a HUGE deal to us. It is a wonderful blessing, and we are so grateful for his generosity. We'll be renting it out for a few years, until we are able to move back to Monroe and live there ourselves. We're headed back up there next weekend for Round Two of the Painting, and I'll try to remember to take some pictures as we work.

This house... well, it's an amazing thing to have happen to us. I don't think we'll ever get over the joy and appreciation that comes with a gift like this, not just the physical gift of brick and land from Papaw, but the provision and abundance that God has given. We can't do anything but thank Him for it, and pray that He will allow us to be used in other's lives the way Papaw was in our's.

*happy sigh* A house.

Well, I suppose I should get started on my verra busy week. Tonight, the grocery game. Tomorrow, King Pen's birthday celebration. And all during the week, packing for a minivacation at my folks house, and preparations for teaching four-year old VBS next week. And sewing a few slings- can't leave that out. Oh, and not to forget the weekend of painting ahead! Wow. I better get going. Looks like I'm booked solid for the next two weeks.

Have a good day, folks! I may post later tonight, as I have something on my mind sparked by Sunday's sermon.

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June 6, 2008

Happy Weekend!

(blatantly snagged from Tricia's blog)

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June 5, 2008

Steps Elsewhere

Today she wears flipflops, a tanktop, and a long, flowy skirt that once belonged to a real flowerchild. She crosses her legs and looks down at the floor. The tile tries valiantly to be sand beneath her feet. Not because she needs it to be, not because it means she'd be somewhere else. Just because it would be nice today, to walk with the crunch of a thousand years beneath her. It would be nice to walk alone with that sound, not walking away from anything, or towards anything, just moving for the sake of hearing her footsteps--

the salty breeze playing with the folds of her skirt, whipping strands of hair into her eyes, the sun warming her shoulders, waves gently whooshing onto the shore, gulls calling to each other...

No, not for any other reason than that.

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Killing Me Softly

Three days.

Every twenty seconds, for the last three days, I get a little twitch in my knee. Oh, it doesn't hurt at all, not a bit. But I'm considering amputation anyway. How many twitches is that over a 72 hour period? My brain won't compute that at this hour. (I believe diminished mental capacity is related to slow, continual torture techniques.)

GRRR!

Oh, and since I'm registering complaints, I'd like to add that my man cold is nearly over. Now I'm at the Smoker's Hack phase. I fear for my lungs, they may start to think I am trying to cough them out at this rate! And honestly, I'm quite fond of my lungs. They're one of my best features, and I'd like them to stay put.

Okay, that's all. I'm going to go get my attitude adjustment coffee now!

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June 4, 2008

Survival

I'm happy to report, I'm feeling better today! Thank goodness. I don't think I could have stood another day of being pitiful. It's just so... uninteresting. I will try not to overdo it today, but I'm glad to start putting life back together a bit.

Thank you, aunts, for the TLC.

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June 3, 2008

Eeyore-ish

I've worked my way to the phase of sickness where you think you're getting better, but then ten minutes later, you want to call your mom on the phone and whine and wallow and the world seems like an awful place to live and you just wish somebody would come put you to bed because you're cranky and everything you say seems to turn into a runon sentence but you really don't care because nobody is listening anyway.

So, yeah. I'm getting better.

Ha!

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June 2, 2008

Call 999!

Feel like I've got a Man Cold today, folks. It's bad. I don't want to alarm you, but I may not pull through this one. If I don't make it... I want Amy to have all my coupons.

WAH.

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Because Bathtubs Aren't Cheap

Oh no. Any other mothers out there staying up till midnight playing for Webkinz cash? Ashley, what have you done to me??

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