I’ve been in a blog funk lately. A product of a busy schedule, and a momma who’s a little too tired at the end of the day to be clever, inspirational, or even form a complete sentence.
It’s okay really. Funk happens. You move past it and inspiration returns.
So this is me, attempting to blog:
Sort of a “Simple Woman’s Daybook” done April style (meaning I didn’t take the time to find out what the official “daybook questions” are, and simply made up my own).
Despite being shoved into baby strollers, pink plastic grocery carts, toy ovens, and having the pee literally scared out of it… Ryder (which is the name Gideon gave him, Ryder John to be exact) is doing well and thriving.
What I learned…
Did you know you don’t use your elbows to crochet? It’s true. They aren’t involved. The first time Stephanie tried to teach me to crochet my elbows kept getting in the way. She watched me; perplexed and amused. She kindly suggested letting my wrists and crochet hook do the work instead of my shoulders and elbows. We went for attempt number two last week, and I managed to crochet all by myself! It’s a pillowcase for Eliza, and its not finished but I have made great strides! Stephanie said she was proud of me, and was relieved because she had run out of ways to explain it to me.
A lot was at stake really. It has long been our plan to grow old together. To sit around and crochet, and solve the world’s problems. Our future together is safe now… unless she starts forwarding mass emails to me about inspirational stories and talking animals that walk into bars… that’s a deal breaker. She understands this.
What I’ve been reading…
The boys and I have been reading “On the Banks of Plum Creek”. I remembered as a girl, my mom reading this book to me. I remembered how fascinated I was with the little dugout house, on the banks of the creek with Morning Glories growing around the door, and how I wished I could be Laura. It’s such a treat to read it to my boys.
What puzzles me exceedingly~
Little man here won’t wear shorts and t-shirts anymore. Every morning he insists on donning long-leaved shirts, jeans, or sweatpants. There are times I put my foot down. Just yesterday we had the, “no you can’t wear sweatpants to church” talk. It didn’t go over well, but in the end we got in the car with his slacks on. On a daily basis though… it’s just not a hill I want to die on. There are battles I will fight. Every time. Ungrateful hearts? I’m gonna win that one. Being cruel or hurtful? I’m not backing down. Wearing flannel pants in August? Nope. I’ve got better things to do.
“Useless fact you never needed to know about me” #2 – I never stand still while I’m brushing my teeth.
Okay it’s your turn. Fill in the blank “Useless fact you never needed to know about me _________”.
Thanks for putting up with my funk April