Matt made Beef Wellington on Sunday. For Reformation Day, he said. The English Reformation, he said. With peas and Yorkshire Pudding. OMW (oh my word) I’m having enough trouble with my normal every day life as it is. I’ve taken a long restful two weeks away from the ghastly Jillian Michaels and her deeply offensive but also effective Thirty Day Shred. I haven’t even really bothered to walk. Been too busy….and I had a cold…just wasn’t time. You Know. There... Read more
I’m good at living and celebrating the church year because it’s my job and if I don’t pull things together, the church does it for me. Or, rather, I go over and do it at church and don’t have to worry about it in the same way at home. So much of my life is rummaging around in cupboards in the sacristy or the church bat cave or the Sunday school cupboard looking for advent candles or black ribbon for... Read more
Loosing my voice and my mind. Have to go find ninja swords today. And do school. And run around after shepherds bowl. I know, whine whine whine. What a miserable existence I lead, what with this {Lamb and pomegranate and mint} And these babies And the big stack of crepes And the cream with rose water, quintreau and pistachio…obviously what the parents of every little girl turning four need While she, the birthday girl, lathers herself with the wegmans ultimate... Read more
one Big cold in the head. Dreamt my phone broke into pieces but still worked, but could only talk on it if I carefully held all the pieces together, which of course was impossible. Woke anxious and with a sore throat. Felt surely that death would come. Didn’t so got up and made breakfast. two My dad, the Reverend Doctor Robert Carlson of Nairobi and West Africa, will be preaching at Good Shepherd on Sunday. Here he is, reading to... Read more
Romans 12 1 I appeal to you therefore, brothers, by the mercies of God, to present your bodies as a living sacrifice, holy and acceptable to God, which is your spiritual worship. 2 Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewal of your mind, that by testing you may discern what is the will of God, what is good and acceptable and perfect. All summer, rattling round in my dim distracted mind, there had been... Read more
Everybody wishes for excitement here and there, but sometimes a quiet productive afternoon is the best thing, especially if it’s very gray and cold out. There’s no excuse for the dog. He ought to be pulling a cart or something. But everyone else has worked hard all day, some wrapped in blankets. Me, I should get up and do a bunch of laundry, after I drink this. Read more
Been running back and forth across town all morning making little unpleasant and impossible visits to the department of motor vehicles, the dentist, and the person who can surgically remove whole teeth and their roots. None of the teeth parts have been about me. Elphine is in for a filling and my mother is here so that her poor dead front teeth can finally go the way of all flesh and she can have something different in their place. The... Read more
one One reason I like a few quick takes on a Friday is that it buys me 20 minutes to think of food for the children for breakfast. And at the end of writing, I always discover that they’ll just be eating toast because that’s the way it is. two Solomon, in my bible reading just now, consecrated his new and majestic temple, and as you know, he prayed that when the people sin and are expelled out of the... Read more
{Pretty} Gladys drew this last night in abut a minute and a half. It’s so unusual and interesting to me. The lips on these faces are always so wonderful, but it really like the hard edge in the eyes. {Happy} I rushed around on Tueaday and made little cucumber sandwiches, flat weird oatmeal ‘scones’, and cupcakes for Gladys’ little birthday tea. {Funny} Fatty Lumpkin came bellowing down in her regular way this morning and got in my bed. She always... Read more
As I’m considering what might be fun for Christmas, as in what on earth shall I give anyone, I’ve been arguing with Matt over whether or not we should get another family picture taken. The answer that we have for ourselves, of course, is a resounding NO. Why subject ourselves to the trauma and unhappiness of even one hour of trying to appear to be a pleasant and loving family when I could just knit another pile of dubious scarves... Read more
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