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We're having a great day home alone as a family, with Grant off. I had Easter baskets I was really happy with ready and waiting with namecards propped in front of them, on the dining table, when I went to bed last night. They like them a lot - rubber stamp supplies with carrot and egg designs, playdoh eggs, new journals for A and A, Lindtor Easter truffles - best of all, these terra cotta "egg plants" I found at Lowe's that you just crack and water and it grows. I am a bad parent for giggling about giving Isaac the pansy.
We had our green eggs and ham like we do every year and have been browsing houses as per usual, but together, which is a nice change. We're going to Jacksonville to browse a couple of properties this week, after our financial avisor meeting.
Ananda, Aaron, Isaac and Grant can all play Super Smash Brothers together on the Wii at once and they love it - we haven't had the Wii out much in weeks.
We're going to be using onion skins, pantyhose and leaves to dye eggs in a little while and if the results are as expected, I will post pictures.
The Three Things dominating my headspace are as follows:
-I sauteed up almost a whole head of minced garlic in oil last night, strained it, and used the drops in my ear, and I am happy to report that my pain is gone - it's just some pressure and that it's still closed, now. I've been using the drops throughout today, too, whenever it starts to feel tender. The swelling is way down. I'm hoping this actually kicks it and doesn't just force the bacteria in there to mutate into super germs that will eat my entire brain. The pain was getting pretty horrible before I cooked up my concoction, I was nearly crying and unable to chew anything. So, this is great.
-Last Easter, we were in the apartment in Boston. I made green eggs and ham in that little rented kitchen with weird pans and we had a plastic egg hunt in the living room. I kept waiting for contractions to start because I really thought an Easter baby would be neato. Obviously it was WEEKS later that she was born, but I didn't know that then...I was huge and it was very very cold out, and we had two different boys choke on halves of those stupid plastic eggs - I hate those things. They're like diaphrams for the throat, I no longer allow them inside at all...it's really hard to get them out even with heimlech'ing, when the rounded end is down in there facing the throat.
But was that really a whole year ago? The time has flown. I can close my eyes and picture the whole place around me. Pink tiled bathroom where I imagined being on all fours in the tub, leaning on the edge, pushing. That big sunny bedroom. It really feels like....5 or 6 months. Time flies when you're "having fun" ;)
-I feel like a real heel because I've got the silly traditional breakfast, I've got the dye supplies, I've got the baskets - but Jesus has been a passing sentence, a flippant explanation. This is the very first Lent since I became Christian that I wasn't even aware it WAS Lent, for like a week into it, and then remembered again two weeks later with a little pang of guilt...I used to have this "There's always next year" outlook that, well, I don't have anymore. I thought that last year then almost died, then screwed up even worse, as far as moving through Lent. We're going to the Easter pageant at the church where A and A and Isaac go to AWANA and VBS, later this evening after egg dyeing and a good dinner, at least. It makes me feel a little better. I have great excuses like business, lack of sleep, new work schedule for G - but I know that the thing is, I would be renewed and better able to deal with all of that if I had taken this opportunity.
Still a good day. I suppose that is what Grace is all about.
We had our green eggs and ham like we do every year and have been browsing houses as per usual, but together, which is a nice change. We're going to Jacksonville to browse a couple of properties this week, after our financial avisor meeting.
Ananda, Aaron, Isaac and Grant can all play Super Smash Brothers together on the Wii at once and they love it - we haven't had the Wii out much in weeks.
We're going to be using onion skins, pantyhose and leaves to dye eggs in a little while and if the results are as expected, I will post pictures.
The Three Things dominating my headspace are as follows:
-I sauteed up almost a whole head of minced garlic in oil last night, strained it, and used the drops in my ear, and I am happy to report that my pain is gone - it's just some pressure and that it's still closed, now. I've been using the drops throughout today, too, whenever it starts to feel tender. The swelling is way down. I'm hoping this actually kicks it and doesn't just force the bacteria in there to mutate into super germs that will eat my entire brain. The pain was getting pretty horrible before I cooked up my concoction, I was nearly crying and unable to chew anything. So, this is great.
-Last Easter, we were in the apartment in Boston. I made green eggs and ham in that little rented kitchen with weird pans and we had a plastic egg hunt in the living room. I kept waiting for contractions to start because I really thought an Easter baby would be neato. Obviously it was WEEKS later that she was born, but I didn't know that then...I was huge and it was very very cold out, and we had two different boys choke on halves of those stupid plastic eggs - I hate those things. They're like diaphrams for the throat, I no longer allow them inside at all...it's really hard to get them out even with heimlech'ing, when the rounded end is down in there facing the throat.
But was that really a whole year ago? The time has flown. I can close my eyes and picture the whole place around me. Pink tiled bathroom where I imagined being on all fours in the tub, leaning on the edge, pushing. That big sunny bedroom. It really feels like....5 or 6 months. Time flies when you're "having fun" ;)
-I feel like a real heel because I've got the silly traditional breakfast, I've got the dye supplies, I've got the baskets - but Jesus has been a passing sentence, a flippant explanation. This is the very first Lent since I became Christian that I wasn't even aware it WAS Lent, for like a week into it, and then remembered again two weeks later with a little pang of guilt...I used to have this "There's always next year" outlook that, well, I don't have anymore. I thought that last year then almost died, then screwed up even worse, as far as moving through Lent. We're going to the Easter pageant at the church where A and A and Isaac go to AWANA and VBS, later this evening after egg dyeing and a good dinner, at least. It makes me feel a little better. I have great excuses like business, lack of sleep, new work schedule for G - but I know that the thing is, I would be renewed and better able to deal with all of that if I had taken this opportunity.
Still a good day. I suppose that is what Grace is all about.
