C doesn’t know i’m posting this, but by now its all over facebook so i might as well.
The fact they C and Little Brother are both SO FUNNY plus the fact that my heart is completely overwhelmed with love for them both means one thing – i laughed until i cried.
So enjoy. I certainly did!
According to my phone, my life isn’t all that interesting but it is filled with wonderful people and pretty places. Wanna see?
His wrinkly nose is one of my favorite things and look at that cheesy smile! SERIOUSLY. How could you not love this kid?
The cemetery. Our cemetery. The one that’s just down the street. It’s one of my favorite places to go.
Isn’t it strange how you can feel so alive surrounded by so much death?
Walks with C and the youngest nephew. The pace is a little slower than usual but it’s totally worth having this little silly around.
Sunshine in my office. It’s a beautiful thing, I tell ya. Beautiful.
You know what else is beautiful? Being baptized. Publicly declaring that Jesus is Lord. The acknowledgement of Him as both Savior and King of the earth.
Also, that’s our big brother in the white shirt who is about to baptize someone for the first time. My brother loves Jesus. That is a beautiful.
And, also, the big brother has one of the best smiles. His smile is beautiful but it’s definitely creepy of me to think my brother’s smile is beautiful. But truth is truth, people. CH’YEAH.
My other favorite cemetery. I really am not creepy, I (sorta-kinda) promise. Whenever I’m at Bayside, I always feel like civil war soldiers should jump out in their blue uniforms from behind the big old maple trees. Which makes me creepy but for reasons other than loving cemeteries.
Do you see this pretty lady? Do you? DO YOU?! Well, she’s beautiful. We might both be extremely exhausted in this photograph (1am does not treat either of us wonderfully) but she’s my friend and I love her and I love this picture of us smiling through our exhaustion. How could you not love someone who is vivacious, full of Jesus’ love, and actually thinks I’m funny and likes being my friend?
In case you were wondering, that question is rhetorical and I do not want to hear your answer if it’s anything other than “I completely agree, O Young One. Completely agree”. Got it? Ok, good.
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That would be the last week of my life in pictures. The undocumented things? Losing weight due to my juice fast, gaining it all back in two days, worshiping Jesus for hours, getting a serious case of the giggles, and contemplating different ideas and theologies and doctrines. Much like I said, my life isn’t that exciting but it is full. Full of beautiful people, beautiful places, and a beautiful Jesus.
We were never very athletic.
We’re the people that go to kick a soccer ball and somehow manage to completely miss it, even though we gave it our all. Or the kind of people that when
we I actually make a basketball hoop we I scream at the top of our my lungs because we I finally got it…
I mentioned said skillz in this post briefly, but Sister #4′s comment was by far the better part:
did i ever tell you about the time that we were learning soccer “skills” at cfa and one by one had to kick a ball down the front lawn (while the rest of the class watched) and when it was Sister #5′s turn, she went to give her ball an initial BIG kick but instead landed flat on her backside?
everyone laughed. and it was so funny.
*sigh* Good times.
I started running on Monday. Why? Because it’s good to take care of my body and stay in shape, I know I can do it if I push myself, and it doesn’t require any hand-eye coordination so let’s hope I succeed in receiving 5 stars. *But here’s hopin’*
Today I popped on (not literally) my sneakers which are still slightly foreign to me and went outside with my music playing, ready to see how far I could push myself.
The run wasn’t that exciting. And to prove it, this is my face afterwards.
[Actually, that picture was taken more like 10 minutes after I finished running. Only because --]
When I got back I was extremely sweaty, and on top of that I felt horribly ill to my stomach. So I sprawled out on the floor and waited until I felt better.
When that weird nausea thing ended I started to sit up and felt very dizzy. It’s gone now, I just really hope I’m not getting any weird virus thing… *cough*L*cough*
On another note, I’m showing who’s in control by killing all mosquito’s that come near me…
Unfortunately, it has no great effect. That’s Dumb.
So, you probably know by now that I had (have?) some serious stomach pain & nausea which resulted in strange remedies like eating tree bark. WELL, on Friday (3.16) I was told to take some herbal remedies and if nothing was better by Monday (3.19), that I should call the doctor. So I called the doctor yesterday and I went there this morning.
Before I tell you anything else, you should know this about my family:
We are not doctor people. We avoid antibiotics, shots, vaccines, needles, and anything that’s not chiropractic or “all natural” as much as possible. So, the fact that I actually went to a doctor let’s you know that this was not exactly “nothing”.
Anyway. I went this morning to a town that’s in the middle of nowhere (SERIOUSLY. MIDDLE OF NOWHERE) to the basement of a public library, because naturally that’s the place doctors practice medicine. I signed in, filled out the stupid paperwork, was weighed, blood pressure, and blah blah blah.
Turns out, I have a GI infection that I got (most likely) through my ear. (?!) The doctor figures the ear thing because I was mad dizzy last weekend. Like, I’m-laying-down-on-the-floor-and-the-world-is-still-spinning-like-I’m-on-a-merry-go-round dizzy. So I got the infection through my ear and now my body is just fighting it like crazy. Normal, right?
OK, so onto the kinda funny things.
- Since we are not doctor people, I haven’t ever actually seen my real doctor. I just see his co-practitioner or whatever they’re called. Like, I have no clue what “my doctor” looks like and I didn’t see him today and I’ll probably never know what he looks like. HAH.
- I only weigh 10 more pounds than I did when I was 12. And when I was 12, I was about 5’1″ and now I’m about 5’6″. So, yeah. I was a chunker. Don’t believe me? Here’s some proof. OH YEAH. And that would be C with her cute french braided hair next to me. We’re all dressed for Easter. This was taken almost exactly 6 years ago. Weirdness, right?
- I’m on a juice fast. I can’t eat food for the next 48-72 hours and only after all the symptoms are gone can I add solid food. Most likely, I’ll lose all 10lbs that I’ve gained in the last 6 years. Yay?
And that. dear people, is all I have to say about (hopefully) my (one and only for the next decade) visit to the doctor
Juice fast considered, I’m just glad it’s not a parasite.
It’s St. Patrick’s Day!
Guess what L and C are doing?
Yep. That’s right.
Eating BARK. Oh joy.
The Cavern Girls hope your St. Patrick’s Day is more lovely than theirs!
I went home for a visit last week. It was grand.
Babies. Friends. Sisters. Mama’s cooking. Dad’s conversation. Such love in my heart.
I even brought this video back for you! (sorry – I’m really not a drummer. oh well.)
I babysat this morning.
Both wearing tutu’s.
Here’s one of them.
She’s a doll.
And then I listened to part of this:
I think I mostly love it because it’s in You’ve Got Mail. Here’s the scene that showcases The Cranberries:
Now it’s all dark and rainy. But do you know the best part about that? It makes me think of a Saturday when all of us sisters plus mums (and not just the ‘Cavern Girls’ — I mean ALL of the sisters) went out for breakfast so that we could have one last get together before Sister #4 was married.
On that day we practiced a certain song for her wedding.
We played it and looked out the window as the rain sprinkled the ground. It’s a perfect memory and a beautiful song.
J is home.
When J is home, we do strange things. Like buy green eye shadow (seriously, why do I do these things to myself??), try on each others clothes, all order the same thing at the Hometown, and the rest is still unwritten.
Anyway, she’s home. So, yeah. You’ll get a real update soon. But for now, just know that we’re living life like we used to and she goes home in a few days.