So some of you might have seen on Facebook that Gladys did indeed put a plastic bead in her nose on Friday. This, in case any of you are wondering, is one of the two reasons why I generally don’t welcome and delight in the acquisition of beads–that ubiquitous pink vat of beads available in a thousand craft stores across this great land. The other reason is that babies crawling around like to try to swallow them. So Gladys came... Read more
Excerpted from Amy Carmichael’s Gold by Moonlight The Land of Far DistancesIOften when our feet have been cut on the stones, and we are much tempted to think of the passing hurts, we turn a corner, and see outspread before our delighted eyes something so reviving and so beautiful that we forget about the travail of the way. It is with us then as it was with the young man in the Dothan story: our eyes are opened and we... Read more
One We are having lovely family visit and don’t have barely any seconds to spare for anything. So far baby Cousin J is surviving our massive toddler and we’re (or at least I am) eating way too much and enjoying the little bit up sun we’ve had this week. Two Happy Birthday Matt!!!!We’ll all be eating brownies this afternoon and Matt will watch us because of his remarkable self control. Also, I believe there is a balloon to be given... Read more
One It really has been raining almost every day since the flood and every time I chance to drive by the river I’m appalled by how high it is. Enough with the rain! Although my worry about the river has caused me to forget, sort of, about the leaves not changing into glory. Most them are just falling off in a soggy mass. Its just too warm and too wet. Two FEMA checks have started to arrive and people are... Read more
I would love to write more but we’ve fallen into such a very quiet, orderly uneventfully satisfying routine that I can’t think of very much to write about. All my off time reading is political (SO Exciting! I just LOVE a good election cycle!) but there’s no way I’m going to blog about it. Mostly I gaze out the windows or stare at the cats and think, “hmmm, there’s got to be something interesting to gum up the internet with”... Read more
I’ve caught a cold and am stumbling around dimly and wretchedly, trying to remember my own name and stuff like that. So, here’s some other stuff from the internets and webs. A really lovely article about Good Shepherd and how lovely we are by a really lovely person. The competition is closed and the thread sort of got weird at the end, but over the weekend Matt hosted a little competition at SF. This was my favorite entry (comment #40... Read more
I’ve just manipulated my husband into making me a cup of warm milk.But I feel rather as though I deserve it (in so far as a Calvanistically bent Anglican can deserve anything), so flush am I with the extraordinary number of tasks I have accomplished in the course of the day. Amongst them was the taking of a long walk.I’ve taken a total of three real walks, not including this one, since we moved into this house and neighborhood. Of... Read more
The fog has burnt off and it looks to be a bright chilly day (don’t you just depend on these little Monday weather updates? Its like I’m stuck in a rut.)–not so much a day for actually tackling the basement but for apple picking or something. However, I will feel so bad about myself if I neglect the basement even one day more, I am going to blunt my ear to the siren song of good weather and do my... Read more
One Its been too long since I’ve posted this. Two The stinker Marigold the Menace slept, Two Nights In A Row, in a room by herself. Maybe the girls were waking her up. Practically liked her today, with all the sleep I got. Three Finished our lit book two weeks early because I wanted to see how it ended and just read it all myself out loud. Pretty good, the Boxcar Children. As usual, however, its disconcerting with these young... Read more
Actually neither to sleep, nor to dream. Lovely little Marigold is officially being renamed Marigold the Menace. She no longer sleeps. Well, she does take a good long nap in the morning while the rest of us study, but at night she is up constantly climbing into Elphine and Gladys’ bed and pulling their hair, biting them and, on occasion, pushing Gladys out. We have never hat this happen before and are stumped. So, after Matt wakes up from his... Read more
Preventing Grace
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