Happiness

I looked out my kitchen window this morning as I do every morning.

This time, a white Blazer was parked in its usual spot.

OH YES.

All of my chicks are back in the nest until Sunday! The hugs I received from my son were so precious. Gladly, I'm wading through his piles of laundry. (I insisted he bring his laundry. Isn't it a tradition when a child comes home from college?)

I'm determined NOT to be on the computer much, so I won't be blogging until Monday.

Happy Thanksgiving, all!

Table Talk

I made a hearty minestrone soup and placed it before my family.

Himself: Whenever I eat something like this, I feel like I'm in a Louis L'Amour novel. I'm one of the cowboys sitting around eating the stew that's thick and good.

Kelly: Really? When I eat something like this, I feel like I'm a sailor. I've come into the galley for a bite before going back on deck. I put on my thick, itchy sweater because it's the only one I own.

Glenna: When I eat something like this, I feel like an orphan.

:/

My son comes home tomorrow! I've not seen him since Labor Day weekend. I can't wait!

Oh!

My head was relaxing in the shampoo bowl as Ruthie began to pull the foil strips off. I've been looking forward to this shampoo for so long! Suddenly, I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket.

I wait. If it's a text message, it will only vibrate twice. This, however, continues vibrating in an urgent manner. I dig under towel and cape and pocket to retrieve the phone and see that it's Kelly.

"I'd better take this, Ruthie." I knew that Kelly wouldn't interrupt my singular alone time for a trivial matter.

"Mom?"

"Yes, Kelly!"

Silence.

"Kelly?"

"Mom! I've just been accepted at CC College! They just called on the phone!"

"What????!!!!??" I sit bolt upright and leave Ruthie scrambling for towels. I ask her to repeat it, and the poor girl is understandably "freaking out" with the news. We both start screaming.

Then we tell Ruthie, and Ruthie starts screaming along with us!

Just like that, my life is changed. Again.

My daughter is going to college. Not just any college, but the college her heart has been set on since her Junior year of high school!

We can't stop smiling!

A Poem

A Poem, by Kelly W.

I hate doing dishes
I hate them a lot
Next time I do them
I'll die on the spot

Tuesday is Guest Star Day!

I know I post from this gal often, but you have to see this.

I would love to be able to reduce my grocery bill to what she pays, but the truth is, I wouldn't even know what to DO with half of the items she purchases!

And if I were doing all those things, where would be the time for my selfishness and sin nature?

Maybe that's the point?

Oh No She Didn't!

This amateur real-food advocate did NOT feed her husband Top Ramen with cocktail weenies.

Oh no she didn't!

Strange

Strange things that I find in my inbox:



Today is Domestic Duty Day, then Missions Conference begins tonight!