Our coffee supply has been quite low recently… And low means completely gone.
Somehow I survived; I love the routine.
But this morning there was coffee. (hallelujah)
Every morning our schedule is open for yard work and outdoor projects. So this morning we headed out to do some weeding, dead-heading, digging, etc. But then after 30 minutes or so it started raining.
Now, there’s something you need to understand. I don’t do dirt. Or bugs. Or plants and bushes that scrape my skin and leave red marks. Nope, I don’t do it. So going out there and playing in dirt is hard enough.
But RAIN? It turns dirt into mud and this does not make me happy… Not to mention how wet I was!
It was quite the morning.
Other than getting wet and dirty and falling in love with clean showers because of being dirty, I’m listening to this track.
(A new friend from Spain showed it to me)
It’s completely different than most Adele covers, and talk about groovy… Major score.
If you came to my little gray office right now, I’d make you a cup of coffee and tell you that…
Grooveshark does not lie.
I am obsessed. I have seriously listened to this song countless times today.
Tomorrow is the day of the performance for all the little kids I teach choir to. I got a phone call today letting me know that a soloist won’t be making it because she’s sick. So I need to find a replacement. Like now. I need to finish costumes. I need to do a lot before tomorrow.
Honest? Teaching this class was one of the hardest and best things I’ve done this year.
There is nothing like teaching nearly 60 K-4 graders to help you realize how impatient you are and how bad at communicating you are. But they are my joy, too. Sitting there, listening to them sing, smiling and loving it… it’s my happy place. Knowing that in just 5 weeks of CFA, I’ve taught them something is kind of amazing.
Tomorrow is my birthday. Another year. I know I’m young to be all “wow, where did time go” and “when did I get this old” but I can’t help it. Where did the time go? When did I get this old?
I don’t know. Some moments, I’m worried about it. I’m worried that one day I’ll look back and wonder why I didn’t do this more or that more. Other moments, I realize that it’s out of my hands, anyway. Might as well get over growing up and the ideas that I have to do this or that before getting “old” and just live for Jesus.
Cause, really, what will matter when I’m old and gray? That I did crazy things when I was 18 or that I spent my time falling more and more in love with my Lord?
I’m stealing an idea. From her. She goes on coffee dates with her blog readers. And today, I’d like to go on one with you.
Since this is our first coffee date, you’ll find out that I love vanilla lattes. If it were our 2nd or 3rd date you would find out that I get stuck in ruts all the time. Because if I were late for our 3rd or even 4th date, you would be able to order for me.
Medium vanilla latte please.
But this is our first date, so let’s not push my buttons too much. K???
After we order coffees (or whatever you’d like to drink plus my latte) I’ll probably end up back in the order line, eying all of the desserts. [I love my snacks -- speaking of snacks, these chocolate animal crackers that I'm munching on are so addicting]
I’ll sit back down and most likely sigh. Then I’ll ask how you’re doing. If your response is long I’ll listen with open ears, never interrupt, but add a few words here and there just to let you know that I really am paying attention.
When you’re done it will be my turn. And beware, I’m not good at this talking about me face-to-face thing. But I’ll try –
Every time I vacuum I get frustrated. Frustrated because after vacuuming only two rooms my right hand is cramping up so bad that holding the vacuum gets tough, you know? Whenever I have my own home I’ll have to [depending on the size] make a schedule of rooms I vacuum everyday just so that I don’t overdue myself. Ugh. Annoying…
I found this dress the other day that I absolutely love! AND it looks long. Easter outfit dreaming much? Yuppers. But props to ShopRuche for finally selling a dress that isn’t barely covering
someones my legs. Major. Score.
Do you ever create so many ridiculous hashtags during the day that it’s almost lame? Or while you’re even doing some household chore a hashtag pops into your head because it fits what you’re doing so well? OH, you don’t? Hahaha — well I do. I thought about the “#thatawkwardmoment ” one this morning while taking a shower, but the “#thatawkwardmoment” hashtag fits for any type of event that is linked to the bathroom. Details.
He is so faithful — God, that is. So understanding. So merciful. So forgiving…For me though? That’s the part that gets me. Every day I’m stumped by that. But that’s good. Because when I get stumped by that I realize how much more I’m in need of Him. He chose to love me and you, and everyone everywhere. And I’ll gladly surrender myself. Because I’d rather be in a giant ocean of His love with waves crashing everywhere than feel one single rain drop of sin on my skin…Do you ever feel like that?
My nephews and nieces were over at my house yesterday and they played dress-up. Here’s a few of them [my niece didn't know what to dress up as so I told her to grab a pot and pretend she's in Tangled... that works, right?]
Ohmygoodness! I love this song! Do you hear it? It’s Ray
Lamontagne “I just butchered his last name!” — I never say his name right, but that’s why we have Google (*insert my singing along, and not just vocal parts; I sing it all…guitar, bass, trumpets, & drums).
Such a good song. So groovy — yes, I just said that.
Ope — look at the time! I’ve gotta run. But thanks for the coffee date. I liked it tons.
Meet again some other time on another beautiful day?
See you, friend.