September 29, 2014
Friday night, our Sunday School class had an activity. Now, I must admit, that even though we’ve been married almost two years (and thereby eligible to attend this particular class), this is our first activity. Sad, I know.
But when one of my dearest friends (who was the planner of the activity) told us we would be playing volleyball, well, I just COULDN’T resist. I love volleyball.photo by: Amber Marshall, Family in Focus Photography
I used to play with friends (many of which were at this activity) one or more times a week long ago, and we had a ball (haha, no pun intended). But, playing ball with friends has kind of gone kind of by the wayside of late.
Friday night felt just like college days again…ahem, sort of. The activity itself felt like college days; the muscles definitely DO NOT feel like college days. I am still sore.
Everyone was pretty much in the same boat though, so we laughed and played and moaned together.
Yes, ’twas a delightful evening, and, hopefully, we won’t wait so long next time to attend an activity!
September 25, 2014
This past weekend, our entire family went on sort of a trip together and had a doggone good time. Some friends have a house and land about an hour away, and they kindly let us use it for a few days to play and relax and make memories.
And, let me tell you, we did all those things. And when I mean the entire family, I mean the ENTIRE family. Yes, Grace managed to get a ride from college and surprise us all. It was delightful to have her there!
It was SUCH a great weekend. We cooked and ate and laughed together. (And, yes, My Wonderful Man cooked too…an impressive thing in our family.)
We shot clay pigeons and had a turkey shoot and shot guns just about every chance there was.
There was a whole lot of shootin’ going on.
Some people fished and swam in the river. (I was anti-river swimming myself, especially when Cody found a leach on his leg. Blech)
We road Tim’s four wheeler and roasted marshmallows and hotdogs by the fire. We played games and took naps; we stayed up late and told stories. The weekend fleeeeeew by, and we decided that this needs to be an annual thing.
I am blessed with a fabulous family, yes indeedy, I am blessed.
September 23, 2014
Wow. It’s easy to let things slide. Out of sight, out of mind…and, unfortunately, recording my daily blessings have been out of sight lately.
I was thinking this past weekend, that great things, fun activities and memories take WORK. Lots of work and energy, mental and physical. When I see or hear about a friend going on vacation, I need to remember that they spent HOURS planning and prepping and working to pay for that vacation. A great friendship, an enviable marriage, an obedient child? Yeah, tons of work goes into each of those. It’s good for me to realize that. And when I look at my life and wonder how come it’s so busy, I can then know that living life (even a fun life) doesn’t JUST HAPPEN…it’s taking effort.
(And it’s ok to be tired after a day or a weekend or a life full of fun.)
Anyway, all that to say that these past three days have been chock full of fun and memories (and a couple naps in between). So, today’s blessing is spending yesterday at the zoo with one of my dearest friends and her adorable little boy, Mr. C.
I don’t frequent the zoo a whole lot. My Man and I went once when we were dating. Before that, it had been about ten years since my last visit. So, when Chelsea, one of my dearest childhood friends, said she would be in town, and “would you like to join us at the zoo?” I immediately got goosebumps and all excited and stuff.
It was the perfect day with all the fun and wonderful animals. Mr. C amazed me at his knowledge of the animals and birds and his cute little self. And we talked and caught up on life as much as possible amidst the penguins and the bears and elephants.
And then I went home and slept for three hours, yes, THREE HOURS. A day at the zoo is apparently exhausting (combined with all the fun of the previous couple days which I’ll write about later).
Yes, I love my dearest Chelsea, the friend who shares my love of black and white movies, the friend who sings Patch the Pirate songs with me at the top of our lungs, my traveling buddy in our single years (and years to come, I’m sure), a friend who is in so many of my memories of yesteryear. It’s hard when close friends live far away, but being able to pick up where we left off is priceless.
September 8, 2014
Grandma had a lot of sayings. I don’t know if it was from her upbringing in the South or the day and age she was from, but her sayings were abundant.
Anyway, the one that keeps rolling over and over in my mind lately is…
“The hurrieder I go, the behinder I get.”
Yep, even back then, Grandma knew the crazyness of life.
And now you know why this post isn’t any longer.
Hey, at least I posted.
And I would put a picture of the progress on our front porch makeover, but they got erased. Such is life.
And I just had to Google how to spell abundant after repeatedly writing upbundant, upbundent and ubundent. Doesn’t it look like it should be spelled upbundant? Oh, dear.
Yes, Grandma, you were right. Mebe it’s time to slow down…if I knew how.
But life is still good.
Patrick from Barrington, RI, Moretown, VT, United States
September 4, 2014