Oh how I wish weekends were longer. Those 2 days of freedom are never long enough.
Friday night Andy and I partied at home with delicious grilled chicken and veggie kabobs, a big bottle of wine and Lost. It was just what the Dr. ordered after a long, difficult week. We were able to spend some quality time alone re-connecting and enjoying one another. It was WAY overdue and very much needed.
Saturday we woke up, made a nice hot breakfast and lounged around watching more Lost till it was time to head to my parent’s house for my brother’s birthday (Happy Birthday JP!). We had a nice time with my family and indulged in awesome food as usual. Homemade garlicky hummus, pita bread from scratch (which I didn’t partake of), tender bbq ribs, big green salad with creamy romano dressing (again a delicious treat I did not eat), crunchy french fries (thank God potatoes aren’t off-limits!) and a rich, chocolatey triple layer birthday cake (none for me). We had fun playing with Grace, listening to music and laughing about all kinds of things past and present. The only bummer was that Grace is teething and was kind of moody and I’m as allergic to the dog as ever before. I really can’t wait till he dies and they burn their sectional and replace it with a hair-free sofa!
On Sunday Andy had to work and Grace needed to get good naps so we skipped church. She and I ended up having such a sweet day together. I’m not sure if her teeth just weren’t bugging her or what, but she was pleasant and sweet all day. It didn’t hurt that she took two 2.5 hour naps :) In the afternoon I needed to hop in the shower and decided to bring her with me. She loves the water and really enjoyed grabbing at the water as it streamed down on us. I can’t wait to take her swimming this summer.
After Andy got home from work he spent some time studying (he’s SO disciplined) and I did my new favorite thing…read blogs while laying on the couch! I’m seriously a blog-a-holic! I’ve recently stumbled upon Clover Lane and Heir to Bleir. They are drastically different, but each speak to me in their own way.
href=”http://memoriesoncloverlane.blogspot.com/”>Clover Lane is written by a stay at home mother of 5 children who values old-fashioned morals and a good, clean house. A few weeks back I spent the better part of the weekend reading every post she’s ever written (going back to 2008!). She has such wisdom to offer and really sheds light on how important taking care of your family is in this crazy, modern world that really doesn’t value it anymore.
href=”http://theheirtoblair.com/”>Heir to Blair is written by a young working mom who suffered from a miscarriage, battled with postpartum depression and now juggles a full time job with raising her son, taking care of her husband and home and keeping up with her popular blog. She’s over-the-top honest about everything (from working to parenting to weight loss to marriage) and tends to be a little brash (which I totally relate to since I’m not exactly oozing with meekness or grace). She’s probably “too much” for a lot of people, but I totally relate to her and feel a sense of companionship with her because she understands what I’m going through. I spent the past week or so reading all of her posts (back to 2008 also) and I like her even more now than when I started following her.
I kind of feel like a crazy stalker having plowed through years of these ladies lives, but they both bring me comfort and encouragement without requiring anything of me in return. I guess that sounds pretty terrible. I should be investing more time in the real life friends that I have. Unfortunately my week’s are so full of work and home responsibilities that it’s next to impossible to squeeze in a social life Mon-Fri. Then when the weekend comes I’m so covetous of my free time that I don’t want to be social then either. Not a good approach. I’m praying that God makes me more giving of myself even when it doesn’t seem like there is much to give.
I’m keeping up with my fast. Unfortunately I’m spending more time thinking about my next meal or what I could eat that would feel like comfort food (hello potatoes!) that I’m not exactly taking full advantage of the spiritual discipline that this is. I’ve got to carve out some time in my day to be in the Word and in prayer. I wish I had a sliver of the discipline that some people have. Ugh.
Here is a random pic of my little Boo Bear :)
