Friday, January 25, 2019

10 Years Ago

Don't mind me while I get all nostalgic.... but somehow a decade as "us" seems momentous.
In some ways getting engaged seems like it was ages ago, and at the same time it's gone so fast it seems like it was not 10 years already.  
Awww... look at us....  





 I've been indulging my sentimental side and reading through old emails from friends and Bob from way back then.  (Don't worry, I won't share any.   hehe.  Twenty-four year old me is embarrassing sometimes... but, I guess that means I've hopefully matured at least a little bit?)  I'm never sure how much is appropriate to share about my experiences with the whole faith marriage/proposal system pre-Bob... my "boy-issues" as one dear friend called it (hehe. *cough* Gab *cough).  I guess if you're super curious ask me in person sometime.  But it's pretty safe to say that I was fast becoming pretty jaded and cynical and borderline bitter.  But God was faithful. And He has been faithful.  And here we are 10 years later.   
10 years ago I posted the lyrics to a Caedmon's Call song:
Looking back at the road so far
The journey's left its share of scars
Mostly from leaving the narrow and straight
Looking back it is clear to me that
A man is more than the sum of his deeds
And how You've made good of this mess I've made
Is a profound mystery
Looking back You know You had to bring me through
All that I was (all that I was)
So afraid of (so afraid of)
Though I questioned the sky, now I see why
Had to walk the rocks to see the mountain view
Looking back I see the lead of love
Looking back I can finally see (I'd rather have wisdom)
How failures bring humility (than be)
Brings me to my knees (a comfortable fool)
Helps me see my need for Thee
Looking back You know You had to bring me through
All that I was (all that I was)
So afraid of (so afraid of)
Though I questioned the sky, now I see why
Had to walk the rocks to see the mountain view
Looking back I see the lead of love.

It's still true.
Blessings.

Tuesday, January 22, 2019

Snow and Cold

It's been both quiet and busy around here. Woot woot.  I prefer the quiet, hole up the nice warm house days to the busy days...
Little miss "me see!!" insisted on watching whatever was in the oven... from a laundry basket.  
My goal for Christmas break was to finally finish patching and painting the moldy drywall in the bathroom.... I had gotten it all patched and sanded before the morning sickness descended but it still needed to be painted and the baseboard replaced.  I didn't get it done by the end of break, but I did finish it not long after.  Woot woot!  It looks pretty good if I do say so myself.  hehe. 
I only discovered it in October of 2017..... not so very long ago. (The blog archives are why I blog.  I would have had no idea when I started this project...) 
The previous owner kept a house-diary of sorts along with all of the owners manuals for appliances and things like shower surrounds. This was put in in 1988.  Which makes me want to take it out and start over.  But I won't.  Because there is nothing functionally wrong with it, even if it is showing its age.
Pretty sure the easy-bake oven was one of our best gifts ever.  Emmy wanted to make our afternoon snack, and Cadence, "Me Help!" was more than willing to join in.
It snowed!  A lot!  Hooray!  I'm not usually fond of waking up earlier than I need to, but somehow I don't mind waking up to the sound of the snowplow.  Brings back memories of hearing the snowplow go past and hoping it meant a snow day.  And if you woke up to the sound of the road grader, it almost guaranteed it was a snow day... either was preferable to the hog truck showing up at 6 am or some other unearthly hour.  Not only was the semi loud, idling out on the road outside my window, when they brought the hogs to be loaded I got to listen to squealing pigs for what seemed like ages.  Woe is me- the trials of growing up on a farm.  Anyway. 
The girls enjoyed the large pile of snow the snowplow left at the end of the street.
Cadence loves to stick her face in it and eat it. 
I got a miniature greenhouse kit for Christmas.  It's pretty intense.  But I love miniatures so I will just keep plugging away.  I don't know what I'll do with it when I'm done, but it's fun!
I usually don't mind going out in the snow if I can dress appropriately and bundle up.  However, my snow pants are uncomfortable right now, even unzipped, so I just don't really want to go out this year.  Brave little Emmy was willing to go out by herself for a little bit one day...
January usually has me going through toys and reorganizing closets and things.  And searching pinterest for storage ideas.  I used a gift card to buy a roll of vinyl and I had fun playing with it and making see-through bags to help keep toys contained.  It also helps the picking up process if everything has a place to go... sort of.  It doesn't really help with the constant complaining about picking up though.
We ventured out one warmer afternoon.  Cadence just doesn't seem to get cold and would probably stay out for hours.
They happily played library one evening.  They used their cash register to scan the books just like the real librarians.  Cadence- "book ready!"
The girls went to Gideon's house on Friday while Bob and I went to potluck.  They had a great time.  And hopefully didn't get Gideon too wound up.  haha.  We had a good time at potluck and thankfully the snow they predicted didn't really start until after we were home.
Saturday was really windy- although since it was out of the north we could hardly tell.  Grace and Eden came for the evening.  Michelle's been working on compiling Grandma and Pearl's recipes and I was proofreading and couldn't tell if she meant to frost then bake, or bake then frost her honey cookies.... so I tried both ways.  I was a little impatient taking them off the pan.... also, I think frost then bake is correct.  Gives them a nice crackly finish.
Sunday afternoon was cold but clear and calm, thankfully!  Because; we had been looking forward to going to the family matinee at the symphony with Mom and Dad and Lena!  They were playing Emmy's most requested piece- "Peter and the Wolf."  (Seriously, every time I change the CD in the van: "I want Peter and the Wolf!")
Cecily was excited to get popcorn... haha. Which they didn't end up having, but they did get snacks. 
And they got to meet some princesses at intermission. 
Emmy did not want to get her picture taken with them.  Hehe. Oh, dear little Emmy.
They both enjoyed it, and told Bob and Cadence all about it when we got home. 
Monday morning, Emmy and I went to the 'kid dentist' to get 2/4 cavities filled.  She did really well, and calmly watched the movie on the ceiling while they did their thing.  I like that they let me stay in the room- the whole process is fascinating.  We get to go back later this week to do the last two. 
They called off school today because there was still a lot of drifting out in the country.  (Perhaps they need a road grader like good old W-ton township?)  It felt a little weird since we could make it to the grocery store, no problem, on main roads... oh well.  Although, the prospect of having a newborn and trying to get a kid to school until practically June is unappealing...   
Blessings.

Sunday, January 06, 2019

The best laid plans

Instead of staying healthy and getting to go to all of our Christmases we spent Monday on the couch watching cartoons with buckets nearby...  Emmy woke us up first at about 2:30 in the morning... I'm not completely convinced Cecily had the same bug- she tends to get so worried about the possibility of getting sick that she makes herself sick... We didn't want to risk driving over to Gridley since this plague has been making the rounds and is fairly sudden onset.  The girls were disappointed that they didn't get to go to Nina's house.  Hooray for way too much screen time and so.many.loads of laundry. We also didn't do any thing for NYE.  I don't think they even realized it until a few days later.
They were feeling better enough to go to the farm for Christmas the next day.  Bob, unfortunately, was not.  Hooray for presents!
Emmy took her time.  And savored every moment...
Cadence would have opened everything in the room, just for the fun of it. 
Hehe.  Gideon was quietly helping himself to oreos in the kitchen.
Reading "Come Visit the Circus" my "Come Visit the Farm" parody photo book that we gave to Grandma.
We sang some Messiah and attempted Salmo 150... such a fun song, but so fast...  it's not even that hard- it was in fairly regular rotation for EHS chorus.  We did not sound like this though! 
When it was time to go home we couldn't find Cadence's blankie anywhere.  We looked and looked and finally had to go home without it.  Grandma came up with some substitute fleece scraps but... it's a good thing she was so tired because she was a sad little girl. It turned up stuffed inside a pillow sham, the obvious place to put a dearly beloved blanket.  
The rest of the week was quiet.  Cecily got a fleece blanket kit that she worked on over a couple of days.  
Friday was in the 50's... perfect weather for taking down the outside Christmas decorations!  The girls were pretty disappointed that half of the lights on our porch garland didn't work (so I didn't even bother plugging it in this year); I replaced the lights while they played hide-and-go-seek.  Without coats!  
We got all the decorations put away and the tree came down.  Sad day.  Emmy insisted on sweeping up all the needles and I didn't argue.  I love how cozy Christmas decorations makes the house feel.... and I love how open it feels when they come down again.  
Grandma B. has been sewing doll clothes... she invited us over Saturday afternoon.  Rebecca is wearing her beautiful new dress and the girls are getting the best afternoon snack of their lives- ice cream, cookies, and fruit snacks.  
They played with bears until it was time to go home for naps...
So our last week of break wasn't too bad... no one else got sick.  Unless you count me trying to stop taking anti-nausea meds for the 3rd or 4th time and making it 3 whole days before puking my guts out again.  *sigh* You'd think at 24 weeks it would be gone... Morning all day sickness, how I loathe thee.  I suppose I should just resign myself to taking it for the duration.  woot.  I am thankful that I mostly feel fine as long as I'm taking them.  They make me sleepy though... mur.  So a few months ago before I started meds and I was miserable and wondering how in the world pioneer women ever survived such misery I googled it.  (What did you all do before google?)  Apparently 1/3 of women never experience any nausea at all (so jealous).  And then there is the small percentage that have severe hyperemesis gravidarum and end up hospitalized.  Or dying, like Charlotte Bronte.  Think of the books she might have written!  And the moral of that story is don't have kids....  
I'm not ready for school to start again.  I don't think I'll ever be a morning person, so I don't see myself ever enjoying having to wake up to an alarm...
Blessings.