It's me. For real. There has been widespread panic about my absence, I know. And I'd like to address all those who have been waiting on pins and needles for my return:
It's ok, Mom, I'm fine.
After two weeks, I have finally found myself on the couch with my laptop looking at a blank page on my blog. I would like to tell you that I have all kinds of profound and inspirational posts swimming in my head and that I've been doing so many profound and inspirational things with my time that I've been unable to sit down to write.
Well, I can tell you this: I did have something of an epiphany a few days ago. At the time, I was doing the profound and inspirational work of cleaning out my closet and my drawers. Here's the revelation I had. Ready?
I am the Imelda Marcos of pajamas.
I counted eighteen pairs of pjs stuffed in my drawers. EIGHTEEN. What kind of glutton has eighteen different combinations of patterned drawstring pj pants and waffle knit tees when there are people all over this land without decent sleepwear? It's shameful, I tell you. I was feeling full of guilt and remorse until I saw Jennifer Lopez's closet on Access Hollywood later that night.
JLo, honey, you seem awfully sweet on American Idol and I think you're stunningly beautiful, but you can't really ever say you're still, you're still Jenny from the Block when the jeans section of your closet is bigger than my house, 'kay?
Now that I have spent a few paragraphs writing about closet cleaning, pajamas and JLo, I think we can all agree that the blogging break was justified and perhaps I have prematurely returned. Why don't I switch gears and get crazy and try a Daybook now?
Outside my window:
There is some sort of snow/rain barely starting to fall out of the sky. I believe the meteorologists call this wintry precip. Apparently, our school system calls it PANIC TIME because everything is cancelled tonight and tomorrow for about the 18th time this month.
I am thinking:
about "resort wear". My husband and I are going to celebrate our 20th anniversary by escaping the wintry precip pretty soon and every time I turn around I am getting an email from all the online stores screaming about all the things I MUST HAVE. My resort wear consists of sunglasses, denim shorts and tees and a few maxi dresses. Oh, and a plastic cup with an umbrella. Apparently, I MUST HAVE more stuff. I see a Vacation Lovin' post coming on.
I am thankful:
for my sister who always makes me laugh and knows exactly how to deal with me when I am being a PMS psycho. She will not indulge my crazy. I texted her that I felt like a puffy marshmallow in all of my clothes and I needed her to make me feel better and this is how she rolls:
In the kitchen:
protein powder milkshakes. The big boys are in a gym-rat/pump-you-up/muscle-building phase. Any recipes are much appreciated.
I am wearing:
black leggings, boots, white blouse, grey striped sweater
I am listening to:
the soundtrack from Shakespeare in Love. I found it during my closet cleaning expedition. It's so beautiful. Do you remember Gwyneth - back before she got on our last nerve - winning the Oscar and thanking her dad? I cried so hard.
I am going:
to write a post about Stitch Fix. My sister -in- law gave me a gift card for a trial month. I got my first box a few days ago and before I opened it I saw Anna's post on her first delivery which was so fun to read, so I am shamelessly going to copy Anna next week and let you know how I feel about what they sent me. I can tell you that I think Stitch Fix makes a great gift. My sister-in-law is GENIUS.
I am reading:
What Alice Forgot by Liane Moriarty, not to be confused with Still Alice by Lisa Genova which is the book that the movie with Julianne Moore is based on, which I will read next.
I am hoping:
that lots of local folks will sign up to come to Kyle's Kamp's Casino Night on Saturday, February 28. Go HERE to buy tickets. One week left to get them at a discounted price.
I am learning:
about eczema treatments. Although, I am not learning enough apparently because Drew's skin does not seem to be getting better by the methods our doctor recommends. Anyone who has an idea - I'm willing to hear it.
I am praying:
for those (like me) who don't handle the winter very well. Depression in the winter months can be brutal for many. The sermon series this month at our church focuses on depression, anxiety and grief and how the church should (and must) respond. Wanna hear it? GO HERE.
On my Ipod:
Uptown Funk by Bruno Mars. Y'all. I can't get enough. This is the perfect song to crank up with your son after his basketball team loses by 20 points. Disappointment is much easier to bear with a little Uptown Funk in your life.
I am wondering:
if I can survive my 3rd go round into "Hot Cross Buns" hell as Drew begins recorder lessons in 4th grade music class.
I am pondering:
my writing. What to do with it? Keep doing this? Look into boosting my blog readership? Advertisers on my blog? Writing for other outlets? What are other outlets? Looking into writing a book? Who am I kidding? A book on JLo, pjs and Diet Coke addiction? I have no idea where to start or how to go about it or if I even want to go about it. One thing I know. I have to have a concept and a plan. Pondering concepts and plans. And JLo's skin. It's flawless, isn't it?
A verse for today:
"For I know the plans I have for you.", declares the Lord. "Plans to prosper you and not to harm you. Plans to give you hope and a future." - Jeremiah 29:11
One of my favorite things:
a salad at Cava Grill. I had one last week and I can't stop thinking about it.
A few plans for the week:
more meaningful writing.
A peek into my day: