If you are a teacher, mom, wife, and over worked there is no need to explain this picture. This little plastic tube is survival. It is chuck full of stuff. Yes, I said, "stuff" because I really don't want to know exactly what "stuff" is in my little friend. My little tube of Zipfizz keeps me zooming through the afternoon. Just incase you are wondering this is not a sponsored post. This is just a post about a girl who is in love with her caffeine. Furthermore, any teacher who tells you that they can make it through a Monday, without caffeine, is a liar. Teachers, moms, wives, and over worked all need a little zipp on Monday.
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"Haul out the holly; Put up the tree before my spirit falls again. Fill up the stocking, I may be rushing things, but deck the halls again now. For we need a little Christmas Right this very minute, Candles in the window, Carols at the spinet. Yes, we need a little Christmas Right this very minute. It hasn't snowed a single flurry, But Santa, dear, we're in a hurry; So climb down the chimney; Put up the brightest string of lights I've ever seen. Slice up the fruitcake; It's time we hung some tinsel on that evergreen bough. For I've grown a little leaner, Grown a little colder, Grown a little sadder, Grown a little older," Oh, how this song is speaking to my heart. Isn't it funny how songs can speak the feelings we find so hard to express. The words "I've grown a little leaner, grown a little colder, grown a little sadder, and grown a little older," echoed through the car the other day and I almost laughed. Laughing has become an...
I'm currently sitting by an open window listening to the sounds of my youth. As a young girl I spent the summer weekends at my Grandma's cabin. The sun would break over the mountains and the world would come to life with the singing and chirping of the mountain birds, and the sound of the gentle lake waves slapping the beach. The crisp mountain air surrounded me and I would fill my lungs. I would wiggle in anticipation becuse in a matter of minutes I would be realeased. Released to the beach, the sand, and the water. I loved that freedom and the sunburns. Today, a few years later as I sit on that lake those young girls memories fill my thoughts. Life has certainly changed from those days. I don't think I will ever feel as free as I did at that time. The responsibilities of motherhood, of family, and life weigh heavy. It is a burden I don't have to fully carry, but my faith is weak and I have never shared my burdens well. However, mornings like today when I can f...
Every morning this summer I can be found in my garden. There is something about being in the garden, hands in the dirt, and laboring that gives me peace. It is almost like the more dirt I have on my hands the better I feel. Also, all the physical labor of gardening seems to open my mind and clear out the cob webs. I guess it is easier for me to see God's big picture when I am working in the garden. All of the details it takes to garden, to nurture, and to make my yard beautiful relate easily to Heavenly Father's plan. For example, this morning I was thinking about weeds. Any gardner knows you spend the majority of time in your garden controlling weeds. No matter how much you mulch, pluck, and spray weeds are determined to return. I have a system for weeding. Everyday I walk down each flower bed and pluck out 25 weeds. You would think after almost a month of weeding I would eventually run out of weeds. I never run out! There is always 25 weeds for me to pluck in each flow...
I have to say that I am loving our new church time. It seems to me that 11:00 is the perfect time to go to church. First, I get to sleep in. Since I am a 5am girl sleeping until 7 and staying cuddled under the covers until 8 is the perfect amount of time to feel indulged. Second, I actually had the time to indulge is some one on one time with Al. Al has the longest, thickest, most awesome hair. Which means that dealing with it on a day to day basis frustrates her to no end. She has become a pony tail, wrapped up in a bun girl! Indulgence for me is having the time to braid her most awesome hair. I don't get enough of those one on one peaceful moments. Third, I have time to sit and just type a few words. I need to do this. It is good for me it helps me focus on what is good and right in my life. Another thing I don't have the time to do. I have a whole list of New Years Resolutions. The number one thing on my list is to work on stress. It's a whole combination of ...
I have decided that I'm a lazy person. I spend every moment of my day trying to complete tasks so that I can lay around and do nothing. One of my greatest frustrations is a delay in completing tasks because it means a delay in being lazy. I am even going to go as far as to say one of the reasons this blog is dying a slow, and rather lingering death is because I'm lazy. My whole body moans and demands that I do nothing, including blogging. "Do Nothing, Do Nothing, Do Nothing," the little minions chant in my head. Only doing nothing lacks reward. I never ever get up from a day of nothing and think, "Ahhh that was a good day of nothing." Like everything in life there is a balance. A balance that I have yet to achieve. Every time I start to get close to that balance something, or someones knock that balance out from under me. Leading back to a life where I'm running around trying desperately to finish enough tasks so that I can do nothing. It...
An entire summer has come and gone. Tomorrow I return to work, and the rush of a new school year will fully engage. It has been an interesting summer. The lack of responsibility is not good for me. It has made me lazy. My long to-do list is still to long. I have nothing to blame it on except laziness. Apparently, if I do not have an immediate deadline I am pretty useless. The three older kiddos had an eventful summer; TREK, Girls Camp, High Adventure, EFY, swim lessons, working, and more tumbled on top of each other. H. had a summer of running, playing, and video games. I did manage one session of swim lessons. I think that he sometimes gets lost in the chaos of the older kids. I suppose it is one of the down falls to being the youngest. I need to do better! The best thing about this summer has been the time. We have spent time together as a family. We went to a concert, we sat at the dinner talking past dinner, we cooked a smore or two, and we ha...