Outside my window: a crazy wind-and-rain-and-snow storm has left its mark on our windows. At least the sleds didn’t blow away.
In the kitchen: it seems my days start and end here. I’m still trying to dig myself out of my rut. I had a small insight, though: I’m lacking my staples– cooked and diced chicken; pizza dough rising in the fridge… And then when I’m having a busy (or, let’s face it, just off) I don’t have my go-to’s on hand. So this morning, there’s milk cooling for yogurt, chicken leg quarters roasting with lime and a rub, pizza dough being mixed, and oatmeal on the stove.
Celebrating the church year: Wednesday we buried in a pot small pieces of paper with the most beautiful Alleluias we could draw. Today we’ll plant flower seeds in that dirt and begin to water it. I’m planning to make an Easter bunting with the wonderful word (similar to our Happy Birthday Banner) since after 5 weeks of watering, those little pieces of paper… well, let’s just say they won’t be very legible.
We also cut a few red branches to put in water, hopefully to force while we’re using it as our Easter tree. I haven’t had much success with this before, but hope springs eternal.
Praying: as I prepare to lead worship at church on Sunday. For friends– and folks I’ve never met– who are suffering. For the Fishes. For Haiti. For Burma. For Mandy. For holiness.
In the school room: making plans to snatch back our daily routine from the children who dilly dally over their math. All. Day. Remembering that it’s February, and things always look better in March.
Wondering: What is the best way to wash permanent ink whiskers off my daughter. Ideas?
Grateful for: Candles. A visit to the occupational therapist who had some ideas for my hand pain. Sweet Valentine headbands sent by Aunt Mandy. Our church. Yummy pasta salad and whole wheat muffins from my neighbor. My children’s forgiveness.
Making: wash cloths (knit). A “twirly skirt” for my friend Amy. I am in love with voile.