mum's the word monday

Blessings! 

Momma

Today's my Momma's day of birth. 

Because she is a lady I will not reveal her age...for real this time. 

I made Cream Puff dessert (her request), it's like a Cream Puff in casserole form. 

I forgot my camera cord at Grandmas' so a picture is not possible.

We went to Shirley K's and grocery shopping, Whoo!

So, Happy Birthday Momma.

Love you!

Blessings!

Sure.

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Sure, it was the 2nd day of school and I had many loose ends to tie up. 

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Sure, I had papers to print, survey's to complete and questions to answer.

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Sure, Senor Smarty Pants had an apartment to finish cleaning and uhhh...unpacking.

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Sure, Senor Smarty Pants had reading to do and papers to write.
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Sure ,I had bags to unpack and a room to put back together.

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But, it was 103 degrees outside and man did that afternoon swim at Ft. Kearney feel good. 

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Blessings!

mum's the word monday

Blessings! 

::attitude with a capital A::

I think it's time for my annual " I know that school is coming but I don't want it to come, because I love being at home and I deplore change." blog post. This year will finally be something and some place I have experienced before. But it is still that awful "c" word

Now, I could go on about how much I love home and how uncomfortable this change in particular makes me. But, I also know I have written about that and I am fairly certain that come September and October I will be writing about that again, since Autumn makes me all sorts of sentimental.

I guess I wanted to write this post to admit a few things. Things that I have been mulling over for the last few weeks as the wall of dread I tend to build has been getting higher and higher. So basically it kinda sorta (ok totally) comes down to my attitude. It's not just that I don't like school and being away from home, that gets me down, its a deep dark nagging attitude that I recently uncovered-I don't want to like it. I don't even want to want to like it, and I could probably go on! Twisted, I know. While my feelings of dread and uncomfortableness are very real I can't really say that I expect them to go anywhere. I love my life at home, with my family. I pray for the week ahead to not drag, all so I can jump in my Jimmy, drive the 80 miles home for that "walk into my home after 4 whole days away" feeling. During the school year I basically live for my evenings with Senor Smarty Pants and my weekends in my home. And yes. I do realize this lifestyle cannot continue forever.

So while spending time in prayer on my way home from Senor Smarty Pant's this all occurred to me, like a lightbulb turning on. I am not praying for the correct things. Instead of prayers for an enjoyable school year I need to be starting with a prayer for my deep, dark, nasty, nagging attitude. Guide me to want to want to like school...because I want to want to like school?...I'm still not so sure about it...I'll just keep praying.

Blessings!

{Last Day}

I have had a summer filled with thousands of questions, sticky fingers, and funny faces. 

Today is my last day and I am going to miss that face above dearly and his older brother, who was my little helper in many of my baking adventures. 

Thankfully this is a small town so I know I'll be seeing them around. 

I think its safe to say this summer has been one of my favorites. 

P.S. That picture cracks me up every time. B1 is a fairly serious baby-er not a baby anymore, toddler so it makes it that much funnier. 

Blessings! 

mum's the word monday

Blessings!