Popcorn

There once was a bowl of fluffy salty popcorn...

It became perilously perched.

Guess what happened next.

Um, Mom?

Popcorn and consumer restored to more stable positioning.

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On a more serious note, I have felt convicted recently of my poor attitude toward housework, overturned popcorn bowls withstanding.  There is a place to feel defeated and there is a time to admit that it's too much for one person.  But I have recently been such a Whiney Wendy about the whole thing.  I have failed to see the blessing that may come from housework.  God has given me this work to do, and being an able-bodied person with a husband that loves me, I really should not complain.  I really should be humbled by this work and consider it a joy to do it for my family, and in extension for the Lord.

"Work hard and cheerfully at whatever you do,
as though you were working for the Lord
rather than for people."

~Colossians 3:23

Dangerous

We just returned from a jaunt on the T to see a friend and her baby at a hospital downtown. Their view was that of a 4 star hotel overlooking the Charles River, the sun spitting its rays off of each cresting wave, the sailboats slowly carving out their path through the water. YOU COULD HAVE OVERDOSED ON SUCH BEAUTY.

It was sunny as we walked back to the T and the air smelled like cotton candy and grade school field trips and I had an iced coffee in hand and--I WAS SURGING. It was altogether too dangerous. This has been The Worst Summer ever in Boston in terms of weather. Even worse than my first summer here when I was living in a 2nd floor oven and Loverpants and I fought every day over how I cut the lettuce in his salad. June 2009 was one big wash! Today is the first day I have seen sun in ever so long (we were out of town this past weekend when the sun reportedly graced the Hub). Seeing the sun today was like seeing a lover after a long hiatus. I wanted to mash my face into the sun, cover it with kisses, and smell that area right where his hair meets his neck. But I hear that kind of contact with the big old orb is not recommended.

I may cancel my appointment at the gym today. I think I am going to go hug the mailman and give away everything I own and sidewalk chalk I LOVE YOU, WORLD on my front stoop.

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Ten for Tuesday

1.) My sister TP visited for a long weekend.2.) She brought us "Follow That Bird" on DVD. 3.) I have cried three times already listening to "One Little Star" on "Follow That Bird." 4.) We took a trip to the Berkshires, for my Uncle Chip's wedding reception, after he wed his lady partner of 23 years. 5.) A reception under a tent in a big back yard with your dad and all of his croneys mock-Irish step-dancing? 6.) That is a lot of fun. 7.) Baby Girl was sick for the early part of the weekend, though. 8.) Once her fever broke, she just had diarrhea. 9.) She so finds the sensation of sitting in diarrhea diaper upsetting that she points to her diaper and says, "Open it!" 10.) I am trying not to end this list with talk of poop, so let me just wish you all a super happy Independence Day if you are a Yankee Doodle Dandy!

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It's our doll, Liberty Bell!

Here gathered are my stepmama, moi, and TP, making fun of my sister who always bends over in group pictures. Hi TP. <3 YOU.

Here we are with the old man...