Parties

I can't believe that this week has passed me by.  It has been a full one, with Meredith's birthday being the highlight.  We had a party on Wednesday night with me and the kids and Grandma Oman, and then we celebrated with some friends at the pool on Saturday.  She sure enjoyed those 2 parties.  Every once in a while she will ask me, "Mama, am I still 5?" A few of my girlfriends threw an early birthday party for me on Tuesday.  It was so much fun to be together and eat yummy food and drink chocolate martinis.  We laughed and had such a wonderful evening.  Another friend of mine came to my house and we celebrated the beginning of summer together with Starbucks.   I also had a couple of pity parties this week.  I've been sick and depressed about being sick and bummed out about being depressed about being sick.  Those parties lasted a lot longer than the birthday celebrations, sad to say it.  Patrick was gone all week and because I was sick I was CRAZY tired and because I was CRAZY tired I was SUPER impatient. I needed his patience to balance out what I was lacking.  I was praising the Lord for the couple of hours that we were able to get out of the house and go swimming.  That helped, although the sun didn't shine for too long.  This morning, we made the discovery that our dog Molly has fleas.  So, I have spent most of today washing bedding and vacuuming carpets and furniture where she sleeps.  Patrick's guess is that these little critters are leftovers from our other backyard critters, Tilly and her gang.  I hate to wonder if our fox adventure  can get any worse.  I SO hope not.  So, tomorrow starts a new week, and it is my birthday week so I have high hopes for feeling better and for the sun to start shining. For now, I'm off to read book #3 of the series that I'm into.  They are turning out to be so good.  A very refreshing, summery read - they are the "Lumby" books... written by Gail Fraser.  If you just want to sit down and take a nice "vacation", read these books.  You'll like them.      

He says the cutest things

 Michael is 3 years old and he delights me daily with all of the cute things that he says.  Some days I remember to record them in some way, but unfortunately some of them I don't remember past that very day. That saddens me, but I am hopeful that somewhere in my mind, hidden underneath all of the frantic busyness of the present day,  the memory of Michael's 3 year old vocabulary will be close enough to recall in days down the road.  A couple of his latest goodies are: 

• when we were camping last week, the park rangers were in their cars/trucks patrolling the park that we were camping in.  They had lights on the tops of their vehicles, which drew Michael's attention, and he asked what they were.  We said rangers, but he interpreted it "stranger" and so that is what he called them... "Strangers".  Whenever he saw them coming, he would announce that "the strangers are coming".
• "Can I have a yoyo, mommy?"  (He meant an Oreo)
  

Rain, rain go away

It is day 2 of summer vacation, and it is raining. It has gone from pouring to drizzling, but its still coming down. It is sort of a bummer since most of our fun summer plans involve being outdoors. We're all a little disappointed to be stuck inside. I love that my flowers and yard are getting a good dousing though. They need it!!! I put some "Miracle Grow" on everything on Saturday and I am looking forward to see what all of this moisture does to add to the beauty of my flowers. Don't you wish there was 'Miracle Grow" for other parts of life? It would be great to just take a shower in it and have spectacular, transforming results when you were finished. Guess thats what Galatians 5 is all about, the process of growth. Nothing else but the Holy Spirit managing my life will produce miracles in my life. And then on to Galatians 6 where Paul tells me "don't get tired of doing what is good. don't get discouraged and give up; for we will reap a harvest of blessing at the appropriate time." Things I've been thinking about... I also had this thought this morning as I was at the dentist getting my teeth cleaned. I think that is probably the most disgusting job EVER. I'm really glad that someone does it, but how awful... I'm just so happy that I get to play with people's hair and not their mouths. I am more than blessed.