We have one storybook on our shelves that this Mommy reaches for again and again when called upon to read to my little women. Thankfully, it seems to be their favorite to have me read to them, and we can get lots of enjoyment out of this one volume. The title? Eloise Wilkin Stories.
Archive | October, 2010
The Fettered
Trudging, weighed down, through deep, clinging mire.
Aching legs, sore feet.
Shoulders bent with the heavy load.
Bondage, to a lifestyle thought wanted,
Thought beautiful,
Turned ugly.
Stopped, by one without a load.
You don’t need to carry this. Drop it.
Next Week: Peek into Your Week!
Last autumn we enjoyed a peek into each other’s lives through our first-ever blog carnival here at YLCF: A Peek Into Your Day.
This year, we want to hear what your week looks like. Do you schedule it day by day, with organized to-do lists and daily tasks? Do you let it come as it may, somehow getting it all done by the time Friday rolls around? Are any two weeks ever the same, or are your months as unpredictable as the weather on a spring day?
Frozen pizza and how to be a good wife
Before I was married, I had all these grand ideas about how I would be such a wonderful wife. The house would always be as clean as possible, I would always make meals from scratch, I would make sure the laundry hamper was never overflowing. I could maybe fudge on some of them if I was deathly ill or something, but other than then, I would work hard to be a good wife and make sure that all that was done.
Savoring
It’s days like today when we stay inside and just enjoy watching it rain. It’s the time when my crockpot comes out of hibernation and becomes my new best friend. It’s when pumpkin and spice candles fill our house with sweet fall aromas. It’s time to add another blanket to the bed. It’s when my idea of a wonderful evening includes curling up in a blanket with a good book, complimented by a cup of hot chocolate.
Writer’s Blank & Writer’s Bank (Part 2)
Real life is the greatest resource we as writers and scribblers have for ideas. The good thing is it isn’t limited to a few, or to the important people. Real life is something personal, something that has hidden in its moments multitudes of ideas just waiting to be discovered and used in the right time and piece.
More
I need to write more. Come out of my shell. Make an effort to stay in touch. Encourage more. Love those around me more. Or at least show that love more… I need more organization. More of a schedule. More of a plan. More motivation! I need to live more In the here and now….
Defining
It amazes me the things I define myself by.
For as long as I can remember, I was always the skinny girl. I pretty much looked like a toothpick until I was about 16 or so and even then, I was still very slender. This had its own problems, but in general it was something that I liked about myself. I definitely thought of myself as thin and whenever anyone would describe me it would almost inevitably be on their list.
