Wednesday, October 15, 2014

Wait, it's Wednesday? Words

Wouldn't it be weird if you realized on Wednesday that you posted Wednesday Words on Tuesday because you thought it was Wednesday?

Wednesday again.

Today's Words:

"To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all."
Oscar Wilde

Tuesday, October 14, 2014

Weird Wednesday Words

"Momma, it would be really weird if when the math problem said, 'You have 5 pounds of nails...' it meant finger nails." 

Yes, son that would be really weird.

Thursday, September 25, 2014

Thursday Thanks Tank #204

I am thankful for:

New friends.
New running friends.
New trails to run on.
A health assessment that indicates what I feel- that I am getting healthier.
Moments of Bonding with my teenager.
Fall. It's just slightly cooler- ever, ever so slightly.
My daughter's new friend. They've worked out our schedule. Last week, playdate at our house, this week playdate at her house, next week our house and on and on. It's precious.
New recipes, including this Pizza Casserole from Paula Deen.

A new favorite tree.

Rainbows in my backyard.

Wednesday, September 24, 2014

Dumping Leftovers

Yesterday I had outstanding thoughts about goals and being proactive. Then, I had a terrible no good very bad day. It was the kind of day that ended with me feeling like a failure. Oh, how I hate days like that. I find it especially ironic this morning as I think about it.

I ended up with a bad headache and found myself unusually emotional. I had the kind of irrational emotions that often arise monthly but it wasn't time for that. I found myself thinking, "What's wrong with me?" as I got frustrated over petty things with my husband. It left me feeling terrible and I couldn't shake it. I went to bed feeling frustrated with myself and frustrated with my husband and even more frustrated that I felt that way.

I hear some days are like that, even in Australia.

What I hate most is how when I have a bad day I usually end up beating myself up for it.

This morning I am shaking off feelings of insignificance and regret.

I have to choose to let it go.
Cue the music.

While I was thinking about that I decided to finish loading the dishwasher. I cleaned out some leftovers from the fridge. Disgusting. I hate cleaning out leftovers.
How timely! Seems like that's what this morning is about. Alright, they've been dumped. The disposal was run. The fridge is clean. The dishwasher is running.

Today is a new day.

His mercies are new every morning. (Lamentations 3:22-23)