Friday, February 27, 2009

I had a dream...

Last night I was full of dreams. Something that doesn't happen very often, at least not that I remember. In one of them I was lucky enough to have the Jolie-Pitts come for a sleep over. It was only Brad, Angie and the 4 oldest, but still exciting nonetheless. The only weird thing was that I was still living with my parents and my Uncle Gary was still alive (he died back in '96). It was cool 'cos we made Brad sleep on the couch. anyway...I've also decided to give up my Twilight books for lent. You may be thinking, big deal? Well it is a big deal and I hope that with my new "free time" I'll be able to get my focus back on God...and if that means reading the Bible while doing my "business" so be it!

And you may be happy to know that I've managed to wash the walls on my top 2 floors (if you don't know, I live in a 4 level split). So half done! Yay for me! Now to accomplish the rest of my "to do" list...

Monday, February 23, 2009

The Disiduata

Last week I was tearing the house apart looking for my chord book, which I didn't find, but I found a bunch of quotes and things that I had written out into a notebook. One of them was "The Disiduata". I have no idea where this came from but a long time ago I read it somewhere enough to ask whoever owned it to photocopy it for me (there was a note from the owner) and send it to me. And so for your reading enjoyment...

Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and ignorant; they too have their story. If you compare yourself with other, you may become vain and bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is perennial as the grass. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labours and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul. With all it's sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world.


I've been feeling kinda blah lately. I'm going to chalk that up to mid-winter blues. And I know that everyone around here is feeling it too. Matt said, again, this morning how he can't wait for summer...or at least till it's warmer so he doesn't have to wear all his "winter junk" anymore! I couldn't agree more. And so while the snow is continuing to fall outside, I'm thinking some sort of change is in order. I need a project or something to keep me going till spring. A friend of mine said that she's going to start her spring room at a time. While that doesn't sound nearly as appetizing as say...painting a mural or going on a fan-tabulous trip should keep me busy doing something for awhile. I don't think the walls have ever been washed in this house and that gives me the creeps. I'm surprised I've lived with it this long. And while I don't know if I'll be able to actually do the one room at a time thing (once started I tend to go hardcore) I'm going to give 'er a try.

And I'm determined to learn how to play this song on guitar. I found the chords and found out how to play the chords (it's slowly coming back to me) so in theory it should only take me...oh, I'd say a month or so.

And I finally finished my crochet cap for Kez, now I've started a matching one for Callah.

And I just need some primer then I can start painting the spare room for Matthias' "big move"...but there's no real rush for this as a)I'm still not prego (and yes we're trying) and b)it's more a 7th birthday surprise for the boy than anything.

Of course I could do the classic "new haircut" kind of thing. But I'm seriously trying to grow it out long again, and it's taking forever.

So I guess there's really lots to do, I just need to put down my book (and yes, I'm reading the series again) and get doing.

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

cup of tea

This is cute....

One day my mother was out and my dad was in charge of me.

I was maybe 2 1/2 years old. Someone had given me a little 'tea set' as a gift and it was one of my favorite toys.

Daddy was in the living room engrossed in the evening news when I brought Daddy a little cup of 'tea', which was just water. After several cups of tea and lots of praise for such yummy tea, my Mom came home.

My Dad made her wait in the living room to watch me bring him a cup of tea, because it was 'just the cutest thing!' My Mom waited, and sure enough, here I come down the hall with a cup of tea for Daddy and she watches him drink it up.

Then she says, (as only a mother would know...)

"Did it ever occur to you that the only place she can reach to get water is the toilet?"