First off, I finished my latest rug! It's fairly large and I will hang it on a wall for now because Henri likes to...well, ruin them. Poor little man.
I celebrated another birthday. I had a combination of older folks extolling my youth and younger folks thinking I'm getting rather old. My six-year-old granddaughter guessed my age to be a crotchety thirty-three. It's all a matter of perspective.
Audrey and I took a trip down to Raleigh to shop for maternity things and to have some fun in general. There is SO much to do in Raleigh and Claire is the perfect hostess. I like to visit the grandchildren in their own home where they can share their daily life with us on their own turf. We had a girl's day out at the coffee shop with shopping afterward. It was perfect in every way (except for the back pain- it even hurts to laugh). Audrey and I stopped at a couple of antique shops between Roanoke and Raleigh. She found an adorable little antique hutch. The shop owner knocked the price down to one that we couldn't refuse and he even managed to fit it into my car! Mind you, we had suitcases and shopping bags to boot. What fun it was. Audrey is satisfying some of that nesting urge.
|Sola coffee shop.The place was packed with customers except for this little corner.|
|Where there's a will, there's a way. The bottom of the hutch went on the back seat and the glass cupboard top went in the trunk.|
Our two daughters who are expecting babies this summer include me in their photo texts of baby bump comparisons. Our family is certainly entering a new phase of growth and there is much joy to share as we celebrate each phase. In quieter moments, we discuss motherhood and some of the sadder aspects of parenting that our various careers expose us to. We see cases of child abuse, families struggling with addiction and poverty, immigrant families settling into a strange, new country, and we know intimately about abortion. I know we can do better as a society. But for now, we do what we can individually in our own communities. It begins by talking, though. We need to keep talking.
It is now 5:28 AM. I have been up since 3:15, unable to sleep from the back pain. I plan to cook a belated St. Patrick's Day dinner later today: corned beef and cabbage, of course! I'll add the prized pepperoni sticks, some potatoes and carrots and we will have a feast. First, I will go back to bed for a spell. Thank goodness for Motrin.
Steve has to work this weekend and I won't be able to get myself to worship at church this morning. Here is a verse that I've been reading and re-reading since last Sunday along with a song for Sunday singing. I'm singing as one today : )
1John: 15-17"Neither love the world nor the things in the world. Whoever loves the world has not the Father's love in his heart, because everything in the world, the passions of the flesh, the desires of the eyes, and the proud display of life have their origin not from the Father but from the world. And the world with its lust passes away, but he who does the will of God remains forever. "