I have a love of Mondays. I know many people hate them but you might guess from my last post that I find it exhilarating. I feel like the best is yet to be. That all the good, growth promoting and nurturing is there for me to experience. I know that with all that good comes its opposite but I know in whom I trust. My Father in Heaven and Savior are the captains of my soul so I rely on them to navigate the rough waters and to shed glorious light on the smooth ones.
This Monday morning, my week begins no differently than it has in the past. I have high hopes of doing homeschool 4-5 days this week, I want to stay on top of the laundry, on top of my temper and impatience with my creamies and on top of my faith. I have beautiful bloglike images of how my week will look but every moment of my life looks nothing like the inspirational, calming, lovely and homey images I see on the incredible homemaking and mothering blogs I frequent.
I am not particularly skilled at any one thing. I can't knit, sew nor am I especially craftily creative. In my most awesome dreams, I would have crazy mad carpentry skills. However, I am rather decent cook, a budding gardener, my inner home decorator is developing (HGTV how I love thee) and I am kinda magical when it comes to budgeting (the Lord is really the maker of the magic, I am but a humble obeyer). To add to that, I have a learning spirit. I love to learn. On this week's docket? I am bursting with enthusiasm over this. I am taking a class on
BASIC BEEKEEPING!!
Uh huh. Your pulse is starting to quicken, isn't it? I squealed with delight when I found out about this class. I about bust my buttons when the handsome hubster said we should make a date of it and go together. I have always wanted to keep bees (and a few chickens). It speaks to my preparedness and self sufficient heart. I called my sister, Tempest, and my mom when I first found out about this class. When I gleefully gushed my thrilling news, unbeknowst to them, they both said the exact same thing, "You are weird." Can't a sister get some love and squeals of delight in return? Nope, just lovingly pegged as an oddball. Oh well, I embrace my oddball. It is me and despite my weaknesses and imperfections, overall, I am happy to be me.
Monday morning has about burned out, I don't have as much to show for it as I wanted but my hope in Monday burns bright. This morning, I made these and there is a batch of the premade mix waiting to be labeled on my counter. They were delightful. Paisley obligingly used her sign for 'yes' to secure a sufficient amount for her belly. It was a nice breakfast date between she and I--she, on my hip, a bite for her, a bite for me. Pour. A few quick bites between flipping and placing a warm flapjack onto a red plate. A kiss for her scrumptious cheeks. A sweet sniffy nose grin for me as her bedhead curls splayed out all over her head. I asked the big girls if they tasted different from our normal pancakes. Maia said yes and Olivia said not really but "these taste good and are thick and luscious". Luscious. Nice. I will be labeling them as Luscious Oatmeal Pancakes. I'll take that compliment and let it shine my perspective on this good Monday.
I have to report to you on my winning effort. I didn't win--dang it. I guess this was an installment of Rocky. We all knows what happens in Rocky II though. I wanted it so bad. But I had a 5.7% (second place) weight loss in 9 wks. My pants are too big and if I am being honest, my tooshie is hawt. I give it a pat of pride and encouragement every day or so. I did win the most hours of ever exercise competition. I was comforted in that. The legs feed the wolf and I have been fed. I am hungry for more. These legs have 8lbs to my super ideal weight--5 till my virtually ideal. I call my current weight--"that should shut them up".
I have bright and exciting plans for this week. I know you do too. Among my projects list are these:
1) Clean out and tidy the pantry. The caselot sale is next week and I have some transferring of food from the downstairs food storage shelves to the upstairs pantry so I can take accurate stock of what I need.
2) Learn more about cool weather crops so I can get ready to try out a cool weather garden this year.
3) Hang some stuff on the walls that I have been trying to do for a long time.
4) Make Apple Butter. (It is in the crockpot right now)
5) Use/bake with all the frozen bananas in the freezer. There are too many in there right now.
6) Bake some bread for the week.
That list always looks so exciting and promising on Monday, doesn't it? I don't usually complete my lists in my ideal time. Just know that. I am a real woman with real children. Flexibility in all things is the motto for our daily lives. I can't do it all so I do what I can and am training my family to help do the rest. *giggle* I am such a taskmaster.
Happy Monday!! AND Happy Birthday to my sister, Traci!
Monday morning has about burned out, I don't have as much to show for it as I wanted but my hope in Monday burns bright. This morning, I made these and there is a batch of the premade mix waiting to be labeled on my counter. They were delightful. Paisley obligingly used her sign for 'yes' to secure a sufficient amount for her belly. It was a nice breakfast date between she and I--she, on my hip, a bite for her, a bite for me. Pour. A few quick bites between flipping and placing a warm flapjack onto a red plate. A kiss for her scrumptious cheeks. A sweet sniffy nose grin for me as her bedhead curls splayed out all over her head. I asked the big girls if they tasted different from our normal pancakes. Maia said yes and Olivia said not really but "these taste good and are thick and luscious". Luscious. Nice. I will be labeling them as Luscious Oatmeal Pancakes. I'll take that compliment and let it shine my perspective on this good Monday.
I have to report to you on my winning effort. I didn't win--dang it. I guess this was an installment of Rocky. We all knows what happens in Rocky II though. I wanted it so bad. But I had a 5.7% (second place) weight loss in 9 wks. My pants are too big and if I am being honest, my tooshie is hawt. I give it a pat of pride and encouragement every day or so. I did win the most hours of ever exercise competition. I was comforted in that. The legs feed the wolf and I have been fed. I am hungry for more. These legs have 8lbs to my super ideal weight--5 till my virtually ideal. I call my current weight--"that should shut them up".
I have bright and exciting plans for this week. I know you do too. Among my projects list are these:
1) Clean out and tidy the pantry. The caselot sale is next week and I have some transferring of food from the downstairs food storage shelves to the upstairs pantry so I can take accurate stock of what I need.
2) Learn more about cool weather crops so I can get ready to try out a cool weather garden this year.
3) Hang some stuff on the walls that I have been trying to do for a long time.
4) Make Apple Butter. (It is in the crockpot right now)
5) Use/bake with all the frozen bananas in the freezer. There are too many in there right now.
6) Bake some bread for the week.
That list always looks so exciting and promising on Monday, doesn't it? I don't usually complete my lists in my ideal time. Just know that. I am a real woman with real children. Flexibility in all things is the motto for our daily lives. I can't do it all so I do what I can and am training my family to help do the rest. *giggle* I am such a taskmaster.
Happy Monday!! AND Happy Birthday to my sister, Traci!
4 comments:
Tisha, you are my inspiration. Seriously. On Sunday night, a naysaying female relative of mine (not my mom, thankfully) told me that I couldn't possibly do everything that I need to: keeping up with the house, raising two kids, and all of Sam's therapy appointments and at-home work. I woke up Monday morning feeling discouraged and thinking she must be right. It made me depressed. Then I read your post! I kicked my hiney into gear and did almost everything on my Monday to-do list! No more naysayers getting me down...thank you. Love your face. :)
I live in west provo now and people in my neighborhood keep bees & chickens too. I'd like to wait until I'm out of child bearing years though.
Where is the case lot sale & how did you find out about it early? You can answer by commenting here.
That's right, Mandy! No heeding the naysayers..even when "they" are yourself!
Marseille-I called Macey's at the end of February and asked them. I was running out of beans and needed to know how long I had to wait to buy some cases since my budget missed the Smith's and Harmon's caselot that came at the very beginning of the year.
That is good to know!! I've been wondering too...usually they advertise it weeks in advance....get ready for the caselot sale...I am excited to stock up too. (I also missed smith's caselot sale)
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