what looked to be a mundane weekend at the start, turned out pretty good…
things are tight financially, both because they are and because we are trying to stick to a budget. so even though i included a quarterly haircut in that budget, i did not include pedicures. i was sorely in need of one saturday and decided to do it myself. this is something i usually enjoy doing, especially since i can actually reach my toes for the first time in over two years without straining over a belly. but, have you ever tried to give yourself a pedicure with a two-year old running around? first, jameson decided to take everything out of my “nail box” and line up all the polishes on the ledge behind the couch. then, every time i snipped a nail he had to point to it and say, “shoo, shoo” (translated: dirty, trash). we don’t have a bath tub, so i was soaking my feet in a bowl. jameson loves loves loves playing in water. doesn’t matter if it’s in the sink, the shower, a puddle, the cat bowl, or now my feet-soaking bowl. so he’s throwing water all over the place. after this is the polishing part…”toes, mama, toes” pointing to his own and trying to point to (ie, touch) mine. so maybe i might miss, just a little, the days of jimmy polishing them for me.
had a great family birthday party saturday night at jimmy’s parents. not only did jameson score some great things (including a child-sized camo snuggie ??), but i got some cash and a starbuck’s gift card – so i can enjoy my overpriced coffee guilt-free!
sunday morning, i was scheduled to pray for the last hour of the “forty hours of prayer” at our church with the other elders’ wives. it was the earliest i’ve been up in a while and between my grogginess and trying to gather everything jimmy would need to bring with the kids later, it was a pretty rough morning. as i was getting in the jeep to leave, jimmy looked at me and asked, “why are you so irritated with me? what did i do? don’t you want to go pray?” “not really,” i answered, not very sweetly. ok, just breathe i told myself and then asked him to pray for me, assuring him it was my sour mood, not anything he’d done. he prayed for me, and it was amazing how my heart softened. it prepared me to have a pretty fantastic prayer time with some really great ladies. ended up being a good follow-up to my saturday morning reading
during the superbowl, i finally found a use for that stainless mortar and pestle that i had to have, which has since sat in the oubliette of a corner cabinet in the kitchen, gathering crumbs. (really, how do crumbs get into all those cabinets and drawers?) …toss a handful of mint leaves in the bowl, add three tablespoons of sugar, squeeze half a lime over it and grind until the sugar dissolves. pour over ice and add rum and soda water. mmm, mojito bliss! thank you, jen!
and last, but not least…jimmy is working in kissimmee this week, so rather than drive back and forth, we are going to stay at fcc the next three nights where i will have unlimited access to my very dear anastasia! i’m so excited i can hardly stand it!