lesson of the day

i have been a busy bee today.

i spent the morning working on the job hunt, made lunch for my man, and have been working on switching my spare ooms around in preparation for the new temporary roommate.

i just finished for the day and was about to hop in the shower when i passed rose’s lair and thought to feed her another cricket.

feeling proud of myself for even remembering this, i got the crickets down from their home on top of the fridge.  i opened the cage, removed some dead ones, dropping them on the counter, and grabbed the live dinner.  after i put the poor sucker in her cage, i added some more cricket food for the last man standing and put the cage back in its place.

it was time to toss the dead guys which brings me here.

leftovers

hey guys!  i’m back!  did you miss me?!
ha….that’s a silly question.  of course you did!

well, here i am.  at least for now…for this moment.  i make no promises yet.
but i will say, the fact that my mind has started thinking in blog form again is a good sign for us all.

the past few months have been full of all kinds of things that distracted me from sharing sweet nothings. things like…
~ending my job and packing up 7 years of teaching shtuff to put in my garage,
~being ok with being sad over saying goodbye to 15 little darlings and other relationships,
~eating the veggies from my garden (like monster pumpkin zucchini),

life goes on

hello friends.
it’s been a while.

life’s kinda been busy and crazy these past few weeks.  forget about the weather…personally, march certainly went out like a lion.
after a nice morning at mozart’s…eh…well…i know i’ll be ok.

so…i feel like this up-date post will be boring but the loyalists have asked.  can you handle it!? we’ll see…

without further ado, i give you bite-size doses of the good, the bad, the ugly, and of course, silly.  life’s no good without silly, right?!

destined to be ugly

i normally kinda like my hands but not this week and i’m pretty sure they’re feeling the same towards me.

i already told you about the jammed fingers swelling up.  when i got to work monday morning, my kids thought it was very funny that i had two fat fingers and even more humorous that my ring was stuck.  when one went to the nurse for an ice pack, i was like, “eh…ask her for one for me too cause my fingers are starting to hurt.”
five minutes later, i got a phone call from a worried nurse offering her ring cutter.  i was like, “what!?  no!!”  after she interrogated me about the situation, i was able to assure her that she didn’t need to come down and check and that i’d let her know if it got worse.

things got worse but just for my hands, not the fingers.

swollen phalanges

i got a ring while i was in israel.
i probably wear it 3 or so days of the week.
it says “strength” in hebrew.  i chose that word so that every glance would remind me that God will always give me the strength to face whatever life (or my stupidity) brings.
i love my ring.

and, today, i realize that it’s a good thing i love the ring cause when i woke up, it was (and still is) stuck on my finger.
yup…good and stuck til the swelling goes down.

you see, yesterday,

discord between heart and mind

i let go.

i gave up.

the match is over.

and i’m not happy about it.