7 Quick Takes

 

 

It's Friday again.  Gotta admit this is starting to feel like SNL's Weekend Update <g> but here goes...

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Things don't get much easier than this for a lazy birdwatcher such as myself. This little critter got rerouted into our sunroom. The pics show not only his/her feathered splendor but also just how badly my window trim needs to be scraped since painting the room. But I digress. 25mph winds may have factored in. For the bird, not the trim:

 

 Then again, there may be a genetic component too since a few days later what looks to be an offspring (?) found itself stuck in the same room batting at the window.  

 

This happened years ago and a tiny bird really stunned himself in there, setting off every maternal alarm I am equipped with. MacBeth assured me that if I left it alone it would indeed recover and move on.  It did, as did these two, reenforcing my growing conviction that not all problems need to be 'solved' and that if you leave some things alone, they very often do just sort of go away. How is that for a metaphor? 

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Because he knows I can use reminders:

 

 

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I am  all about fast food this month. My go-to staples look at lot like this:

 

Add in ample amounts of Greek yogurt and homemade decaf lattes and you have a pretty complete picture of what is fueling this mom right now.

Actually, now that I look at this picture you wanna know something really funny?  There was an apple in there.  I swear there was.  Guess when I turned around to grab the camera I left it wide open...

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Number of times the children set off the rental car alarm yesterday?  

Seven. 

I am not sure we are ready for urban living LOL. 

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I have long declared that I was not made for jogging. 

Seems I was wrong.

Dh has steadfastly maintained that if I tried to jog for just a wee bit of my treadmill routine that I would in fact be able to go a little farther as time went by.  And so I am.  I can't go far and I can't go fast but I CAN go. If you are hankering for a 4 minute jog, give me a call.  I can so go with. 

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Our air shipment is winging its way to our new home. That went reasonably well.  My nerves were a bit jangled listening to my dishes clang together.  The big move guy is coming this morning to walk through the house.  We are going to talk about china.  'Cause its going. And it better not clang. 

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“Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened.”

So says Dr Seuss. I am holding on to that thought this week. We had a really nice visit with Zach before saying our goodbye's to him.  But, watching your baby drive off into the sunrise is just never going to be easy. A young friend sent flowers home for me last weekend when I was just too tired to get to town. Roses.  I am sure there was heavenly consolation intended there. And today, friends from church are gathering for a goodbye coffee. Tomorrow my pal Wally dog is moving to his new home with the wonderful Beardie breeder.  

I don't do goodbye well. (said as the screen blurs...)   But I am getting better. It is a profound blessing to feel this badly. It means we cared. So I will smile, if after a tear or two, because I am so very blessed by all that has happened.

Comments

[Katherine]

We had a bird get in our house once.....a mockingbird. It came down the chimney and managed to get soot all over the place but once it cleaned itself off, it was beautiful. I got it outside only for it to get stuck in our screen covering the pool. I had to grab it with one hand and use my other hand to help get its talons out of the screen and then let it go outside. It was actually kindof a neat experience.

I love, Love, LOVE Lindt chocolate. Ah, best there is!

[Sarah]

Cracking up-- at your kids setting off the alarm, and at your 4 minute jog. Not because I can jog longer than that, mind you. But just because I could so do that 4-minute stint with you. I might be gasping for air by the last stretch, though. :)

Happy weekend.

[Martianne]

Nothing wrong with a 4 minute jog! Especially with a walk thrown in before or after. Lately, my doctor asks me if I have been exercising (I am due to have a baby in July.) I laugh and ask isn;t taking care of a 4 and 2 year old fitness regime enough?!

[Susan L]

I'm cracking up, too. At the missing food (here it would have been the chocolate, so, lucky you!). At the note on your steering wheel. At the car alarm(!). At the four-minute jog (go, Kim, go-- I'd happily start jogging if I could run with you). So funny. So real. So familiar. And I really got teary at the end of the post. Transitions are so hard. So jarring. Everything we know and have been for years is suddenly changing, and it's so hard to leave the place and the people we love, isn't it? Kim, I've been praying for you, even though I have been quiet lately. I am so glad you keep writing in this place.

My thoughts and prayers will stay with you as you make these changes. I know, I *know* that the Lord's plans for you are sooo good.

Take care,
Susan