Looking out my window… sunny and in the 60’s. I might have to shave my legs so I can wear shorts tomorrow!
I am thinking… about the presentation I have to give on Thursday in my Intro class. I’m doing a PowerPoint presentation on the same topic so I’ll probably use the PowerPoint presentation to help me organize my thoughts.
I am thankful… I don’t have a heavy homework load due on Tuesday — Thursday is going to be crazy though.
Birthday girl. So tomorrow is my 37th birthday. I pondered doing video takes like I did last year but I’m dealing with cold/allergies/asthma exacerbation so I’m feeling like I want to just go with the flow this year and do normal takes.
Plans for my natal feast. I’m headed to Anacortes with a friend tomorrow who wants to show me some of their favorite places and we have my evil twin and his long-suffering wife coming to dinner on Saturday night. My BFF Rebecca’s present arrived today ($tarbux — she knows me well 🙂 ) and I have the promise of gift cards to Old Navy and Kohl’s from my parents so I can start rebuilding my professional wardrobe.
Danielism #2. When I told him that it was time for his evening meds, he raced downstairs ahead of me. When I got to the kitchen, he handed me his peanut butter jar and a spoon and said, “Pee boah meds shower.” (Translation: “peanut butter, meds, shower”.) It’s the order of the starting things for his bedtime routine so it was nice to hear him tell me that part of his schedule.
Because cute. Usually, after he gets his shower, he goes and hangs out with my mom while she watches The Big Bang Theory so I can have my shower and not have to worry about him doing things like putting kitty litter in the bleach dispenser of the washer or climbing on the roof. Anyway, I ended up taking my shower early last Friday (before he got home from school) so I was just sitting in my room listening for him when I heard him heading toward my mom’s room. Then it got quiet. About 15 minutes later, he came to my room and told me he wanted milk. As I was walking downstairs past my mom’s room, I saw his tablet and two of his blankies on her bed. Apparently, he automatically took everything in there after his shower because that’s what he does (almost) every day and it was time. Mom was in heaven because apparently, he was being extra cuddly that night.
Looking out my window… sunny with some clouds. We’ve gotten sprinkled a couple times but it’s nice enough out right now.
I am thinking… about what I have due over the next couple of days. All of my PE 100 stuff has to be in tonight, Accounting homework is due tomorrow morning, and I have stuff for my other classes due at various points on Tuesday.
I am thankful… for good worship this morning. It’s always good when I feel connected in prayer and in receiving the Eucharist.
One of my favorite things… calmness and quiet in the house. Mom and my uncle are cooking downstairs and Daniel is in his room currently.
I am wearing… my Cougars shirt and jeans. I hate the Cougars about as much as I hate Ohio State… but my youngest cousin Sarah (recent WSU grad) is coming to dinner tonight and I love Sarah so I’m wearing the shirt. (It’s also very warm.) Church clothes this morning were my turquoise/black/white bokeh dress, black camisole, black cardigan, and black flats.
I am creating… spreadsheets for my Accounting homework and message board entries for my PE class.
I am listening to… “Eye of the Storm” by Ryan Stevenson.
I am hoping… this chapter’s book work for PowerPoint isn’t boring. I love creating and manipulating presentations but not so much the reading about it.
I am learning… how to do the indirect method for a statement of cash flows.
In my kitchen… ling cod tonight with various salads and potatoes and macaroons with ice cream for dessert.
In the school room… Daniel’s teachers are working with him on getting him to stop hitting.
Post Script… I’d like to share this for those whose mothers or mothers-in-law are toxic people. I’m very lucky to have a wonderful mom but some people aren’t that lucky.
Shared Quote… “We are mirrors whose brightness, if we are bright, is wholly derived from the sun that shines upon us.” — C.S. Lewis
A moment from my day… My first Mother’s Day 8 years ago.
Looking out my window… dark. It was cool and rainy for most of the day. (In the Pacific Northwest? SHOCKER!!!)
I am thinking… about the PowerPoint homework on which I am procrastinating.
I am thankful… to have my problem set for Accounting done so I don’t have to figure it out before class. I’ll deal with my Chapter 20 outline instead!
One of my favorite things… tulips. It’s probably good I live where I do.
I am wearing… jammies. Church clothes were a black cardigan, blue-green fitted tee, black/white striped skirt, black tights, and black flats. I jettisoned everything but the shirt when I got home and tossed on jeans and flip-flops.
I am creating… PowerPoint presentations when I finish this blog post.
If I had not given my blog up for Lent, I would have told you about the last week of Winter Quarter when Daniel’s ADHD meds appeared to have just crapped out. I spent three nights dealing with him hitting me, screaming, and spitting before I could get a doctor’s appointment on that Friday and we almost ended up having to take him to the ER on that Wednesday night because he was so out of control. It turns out that he had an ear infection in his right ear and the same drippy throat he gave me and he wasn’t sleeping because he was so uncomfortable. (Funny story: when his incredibly awesome pediatrician moved to examine her, he said, “no touch!” very sternly. Yeah, no. When you are preventing Mommy from sleeping and getting homework done, you lose your right to not be examined.) Some antibiotics and Dimetapp got him back to almost normal.
If I had not given my blog up for Lent, I would have commented on Mike Pence and the Billy Graham rule and M@tt W@lsh’s stupid assertions on the subject by doing a 7 Quick Takes post of 7 reasonable occasions when men and women should be allowed to meet alone.
If I had not given my blog up for Lent, I would have told you how much I adore the first Sunday of Lent in the Episcopal church because it’s the Sunday we sing the Great Litany and my choir here in Washington spreads out in a U-shape around the congregation and passes each petition from person to person. It’s liturgy geek nirvana!
If I had not given my blog up for Lent, I would tell you about how much in love I am with Audrey Assad and how her song “I Shall Not Want” has been in my head and leading me to pray.
If I had not given my blog up for Lent, I would have shared our Palm Sunday anthem with you so you could get it stuck in your heads too!
If I had not given my blog up for Lent, I would have told you about doing Confession with my priest on March 28th and why I do it as an Episcopalian. Lots of tears on my part (it had been 4 years since I had done it) but it was worth it and very healing. She also did Anointing for the Sick on me because of all the scars on my arms. (Can we just say that it had been a bad weekend and leave it at that?)
If I had not given my blog up for Lent, I would have told you about Maundy Thursday at my church and the quick Eucharist service and stripping of the altar before heading to the fellowship hall for pizza and a finger food potluck interspersed with foot-washing. There were so few of us that Helen (my priest) invited us up into the chancel area for the Eucharistic prayer. My congregation was joined by the Spanish-speaking congregation so it was a bilingual Eucharist and the Communion hymn was “We’ll Know They Are Christians By Their Love” which *TOTALLY* is appropriate when you have the two congregations mixing and Communion being given in two languages. It was one of those moments that is a glimpse of heaven and filled me with joy at being Christian and experiencing it.
If I had not given my blog up for Lent, I would have told you about Helen convincing the kiddos in the Spanish congregation to let her wash their feet and how touching it was to see her sitting on the floor with one of the two year olds and his very somber face while she stuck his feet in a Rubbermaid container of water and chattered at him in Spanish. When she was washing the feet of one of the little girls, I almost offered her the nail polish in my purse that I keep for pedicures but I didn’t know if her parents would have been OK with her getting her fingers or toes painted. Meanwhile, Helen’s oldest son washed my feet and gave me one of the best footrubs I’ve had.
If I had not given my blog up for Lent, I would have told how much I loved my Lenten discipline of reading only religious books and reading instead of surfing Facebook while I am out and about. I finished Father Tim’s Church Survival Guide by Fr. Tim Schenck and Seven Last Words: An Invitation to a Deeper Friendship with Jesus by James Martin, S.J. before picking up Spiritual Sobriety by Elizabeth Esther.
Looking out my window… dusk. It started out snowing this morning but got fairly nice toward noon.
I am thinking… about Lent starting on Wednesday and what my Lenten sacrifices will be. I have two of them thus far and may add another.
I am thankful… that I found the words to “The Pirate and the Ninja Should Be Friends”. I’m pretty sure there’s another version out there but this works.
One of my favorite things… being able to sing. My singing voice is froggy at the moment because of my cold. Boo.
I am wearing… my blue-green shirt and jeans. Church clothes were a long-sleeved version of this shirt, black slacks, and my black boots.
I am creating… various Word documents for my assessments. I’m trying to get all my Word for the week done tonight so I’m able to get as much of my Records Management done tomorrow. That enables me to focus on Accounting.
I am reading…Father Tim’s Church Survival Guide by Tim Schenck.
I am hoping… for a chill week. Excitement is getting a bit overrated.
I am learning… about merchandise valuation.
In my kitchen… steak, baked potatoes, beans, salad, and probably ice cream for dessert.
In the school room… I have Daniel’s IEP scheduled.
Shared Quote… “The only things we can keep are the things we freely give to God. What we try to keep for ourselves is just what we’re sure to lose.” — C.S. Lewis