Sunday, March 29, 2009

cowboy, baby

A few weeks ago we attended a cowboy birthday party. Nicky spent about half of it making grumpy faces, and the other half quite happy. That's just kind of Nicky's style right now.
Part of getting ready for this party was a trip to the store for a red cowboy hat and play pistols. It has opened up a whole new can of worms; I am ordered to put my hands up several times a day now.

On a side note, I took him to the dentist for the first time today. He opened his mouth after a lot of convincing. As the dentist was counting his teeth (quickly!) he said "abcdefg" and Nicky got really excited and yelled "hijklmnop!!"....I guess it's great to find out other people know about the abc's as well :) Anyway, he has healthy teeth which was a relief to me given his talent for sneaking candy.

Saturday, March 14, 2009

on finding a home

Lately I am thinking about the future more than usual. I think it's because we have some big changes coming up, and some big decisions. Where to live, where to work, when to have another baby---all decisions I am very excited to face. The question of where to live is the most prominent in my mind I suppose.
I love so many things about our life here. We have a good church and good friends. Everything is so familiar. Natural disasters are rare. (Just thought I'd throw that one in :) But seriously--those things are not easy to find. When we got married, we had a transition period from our "college friends" to our "grown up friends"--hate to put it that way but that's kind of how it was. Not that we're not close to any of those people, but it did change things. Anyway, the point is that it takes time to build a life with someone. Moving away presents the challenge of starting over, which in some ways is exhilarating and in other ways terrifying.
On the flip side, something I've learned from life is that good situations can stagnate. Change can be good; it keeps us on our toes and forces us to pay attention. And it's funny--there was a time in my life where I welcomed change with open arms--I just wanted things to happen. Now I guess I crave a little more stability.
All of this just reinforces one thing for me; I need to appreciate what I have right here, in this moment. Sometimes that's all we have. Whatever happens, I will always be so grateful for this time in our lives.

Saturday, March 7, 2009

I'm from....

I'm from azure skies against green-dotted brown mountains, fields of yucca and months without rain. I'm from acres of stillness and shy smiles and hours reading on a rock by the pond. I'm from fresh bread filling the house with it's scent, tree swings and kittens and getting up early to hike and see the cave.

I'm from hymns and choir robes, church twice on Sunday and pot roast in between, from eleven summer camps and finding God at the altar, practical jokes and driving to Dairy Queen. I'm from days at the river, green chile enchiladas and honking at the cows standing in the road. I'm from small town, big dream, homebody and world travel. I'm from slip n' slides, tea parties with blue willow china and shooting the .22, from "keep the peace" and "speak the truth in love".

I'm from vanilla ice cream and zucchini bread, mowing the grass on Saturday afternoon, pottery and barrel cactus. I'm from a dirt road, late nights at the Grinder Mill and early morning band practice. I'm from homemade Easter dresses, a 15 year old Finnish immigrant to Brooklyn and a German soldier on the run, Native American pride and Oklahoma shame.

I'm from unknown grandparents and mysteries, the smell of pine and dust blowing in the wind, and an early sense of the pain of others. In many ways, the unknowns outweigh the rest. I'm from redemption and second and twenty-second chances, and this outweighs the unknowns.

(I'm not sure whose original idea this was--I've seen variations of this on different sites, and I love the idea, so I gave it a try.)
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