What a wimp!

26 10 2007

I feel like such a wimp!  LOL  I guess it’s good that I can feel like a wimp and still laugh about it.  I’ve been disconnected for the better part of this week because our network was down.  It turned out to be the router, so we replaced it.  My computer has been downstairs in the kitchen for – I don’t remember how long – and the cable connections are not.  One is in the living room, where I do not want the computer (not that there’s room in there for it anyway) and the other is in the loft, upstairs.  During the setup of the new router, the computer had to be temporarily set up wired, which means I had to cart it upstairs and connect it 🙂  Then, after creating a wireless connection, I left it up there for a few hours and kept going back to get online and jump around, just to be sure that the wireless connection was gonna fly – ’cause I sure didn’t wanna get the thing back downstairs and set up just to discover problems which would require a wired connection to solve!  So I guess there’s just too much interference, or something, because I got an error message about 3 times in just a couple of hours.  So I gave up.  Ten years ago I may have decided that it was going to work if it took me 3 days to make it work, but I am just simply too busy and too worn out with these little irritants of life to bother.  I announced that the computer desk was about to be relocated.  The kids moaned, and snickered.  They know what happens when I make such a decision:  everybody drops what they are doing and works until I say, “Mission Accomplished.”  They rallied.  K pulled out all the desk drawers and moved them one at a time to the loft.  J helped me move the desk – or should I say I helped him?  Arg!  There was a time when my husband would come home from work to find an entire room full of furniture rearranged, everything having been dusted, fluffed, and vaccuumed under!  I usually managed to do some laundry and get dinner cooked on those days as well as keep a young one busy, happy and not underfoot to be plowed down by a runaway sofa! 

This was certainly not the case yesterday!  My son and I moved this desk downstairs 2 or 3 years ago -when he was younger, smaller, and weaker -and it wasn’t that hard then!  Now don’t visualize my huffing, puffing and straining during the moving of the desk – it seemed hard, but not overly so.  Today, however, my wimpiness is clear.  I ache.  I don’t know how to even describe it.  It is difficult to bend; the stairs are murder on my legs, and I wouldn’t even try to sit in the floor and get back up.  If I fall, I guess I’ll stay there. 

I forced myself to run this morning – I woke up pretty stiff and figured that it would be best to loosen me up.  I’m glad I did it early – ’cause had I waited an hour, it wouldn’t have happened.  Is my son alright, you may be thinking….must’ve been a heavy desk.  Yes.  He’s feeling nothing, and is outside weed-wacking as I type.  I know I couldn’t even pick that darn weed-wacker up right now! 





Blessings overflowing

18 10 2007

I promised to tell you about the UK vs. LSU game….it was sooooooo awesome.  I like football, but I had never had the opportunity to see a college game at this level!  I could seriously do that every weekend – and no, it wasn’t just because WE WON!!!!  But that was priceless…:) 

We were blessed with Suite seats through a contact my honey has from work, which was very, very gracious, by the way!  We went early because we were also invited to a tailgate party by one of my honey’s co-workers, who just so happens to be an LSU fan, ’cause he’s from Louisiana…so there we were, in a sea of blue, under a tent riddled with purple!  Boy, can these guys cook, though.  I tried authentic shrimp and chicken gumbo and low country boil, and it was goo-oood:)  I make low county boil, but there’s was much hotter (translation: better) and it set my lips on fire, which is a good thing, to me.   I was given “neutral-colored” (silver) mardi gras beads to wear, and we headed for the suite.  The view was incredible.  The suites are around the endzone areas, and of course, way up, so it was just beautiful.  I think the most beautiful thing of all, though, was the sound of thousands of football fans heartily singing the words to our national anthem as the band played it.  The game was really good, and I’ll spare you all the details, because if you care at all, you’ve seen/heard the highlights:)

My son’s birthday is this weekend, and every year I am taken aback when I stop to think about how much he’s grown.  Sometimes I still see that dark-haired baby boy with the heart-melting brown eyes, or hear that little toddler voice, saying, “Peeese?” for “Please?”  I’m looking up at him slightly, now, and I am so proud of the man he is becoming.  He’s got a bright future ahead of him, and I don’t mean just by the world’s standards.  I’m anxious to watch his life unfold. 

My daughter and hubby went to a father/daughter dance this week, and it felt so good to watch them head out the door together, both smiling and eager to have an evening alone.  They went out to dinner first, and when they returned, and I got the report from my daughter, I learned that my honey actually danced – pretty much the entire time – and evidently taught her how to swirl.  They seemed to have had a wonderful time, and I am so thankful that God has given me a man who knows how important it is for young girls to have their daddy’s hearts and be taught what a Godly man looks like and how he treats women.

I am truly blessed.





Catching up

15 10 2007

I’m ba-ack!!  Ok, so I’ve been back for a week now, but it doesn’t really count, ’cause I wasn’t really all back – I mean, I’m still just not into the routine….

I’m revealing a  bit of troubled mind, here, but it was reeeaaallly hard to get back into the swing of things…I was almost depressed for the first several days back home.  It’s not that I don’t love my kids, love homeschooling, and my life, but I go through the days feeling overwhelmed all the time.  I rarely feel satisfied with what I’ve been able to accomplish and I can’t seem to keep from overbooking myself.  Not that other people would consider me overbooked, but I am most of the time by my own standards.  Sure, we don’t give up family dinners or anything to run constantly like many families do, but personally I just don’t get enough down time.  That’s because I haven’t mastered having down time at home.  If I am home, I am on duty.  It’s tiring.  Many times I ride with my honey to simply drop a kid off for an activity just so I can get out of the “office” and not be doing anything.  I have to learn.  I’ve been trying.  Running.  Letterboxing.  Blogging.  They are all attempts at finding time for me that doesn’t feel like work.  I am learning, I think.

Enough self-analyzing for now.  My trip…..I promised beautiful pics.  First, let me outline the trip.  Honey and I drove south until we reached Savannah, GA….lovely, lovely city…..checked into the hotel and went straight to Tybee Island to the beach.  It was late evening and we only got about an hour before it was dark, but we had just enough time to fill our lungs with salt air, get our hair all messed up with beach winds, feel the sand between our toes and allow the waves to wet our pant legs.  I took some beautiful pictures of the Tybee Island lighthouse illuminated against the setting sun, and went back to the room to fall asleep to the sound of the surf still ringing in my ears.

Next morning, we headed to Daytona Beach, and the hotel graciously gave us an early check-in, after which we suited up and hit the beach again.  We’d never been to Daytona, and frankly I wasn’t impressed as far as beaches go, but it was sand and salt air, so I wasn’t complaining – I was smiling like the Cheshire Cat!  The pier was about a mile away, and we walked there twice in the one day we were there!  (So, I didn’t run, but I did walk about 5 miles that one day:)  Next morning we checked out and drove down to Ponce Inlet lighthouse for a wonderful tour and found a great little dive for lunch right on the water, and then headed for Ocala.  It was hard leaving the coast, but the wind and water were rough.  We watched a young man get rescued by a lifeguard on a walk to the pier, and the following day the evening news told of a tragic drowning on the same stretch of beach….we took their advice and stayed out of the water, but even knee-deep, the rip currents were very strong.  At the top of the lighthouse, we were advised to be careful and hold on tight, because winds were gusting at 40mph – which was easy to believe once you were up there.  In case you didn’t know, Ponce Inlet lighthouse is the second tallest in the country.  It took us up 203 steps!  I already loved lighthouses, but had never visited one, now I’m hooked and want to see them all.  My favorite picture has always been the one by Jean Guichard.  I now have it (a gift from my honey that was painstakingly brought home from this trip) and plan to hang it where I’ll see it every morning – right over my bed!

The next 5 days I spent in the apartment above the stallion barn while my honey worked.  It took a day or two to adjust to being so free…without feeling bored, but then I really enjoyed being able to take the day as it came.  When his work day was through, my honey and I went out for dinner, drove around a bit and learning our way around, did a tiny bit of shopping and found one letterbox, and then the week was gone and we headed north.  On the way home, we spent the night in South Carolina and skipped off to an island one last time before saying goodbye to the coastal smells and sights.  We found our next vacation spot, I think!  Hunting Island.  Oh, we did fall in love with it.  When you check out the pics, you’ll see why.  If you stand on the sand, you have the ocean on one side and the forest on the other.  There is no barrage of tall buildings, concrete and tourist shops.  There are no restaurants and sidewalks, no noise of traffic.  Just you and the coast.  I didn’t think we had any places like that left in this country.  It was therapeutic:)  There was a letterbox there, too.  Hee hee.  Perfect!

Finally, the pics….

I’ll tell you about the KY vs. LSU game later!





In Low Gear

3 10 2007

Just in case you’ve missed me – I have not disappeared mysteriously.  But I am a separated from my computer temporarily, as well as from my normal routine, regular responsibilities, and my kids.  I cannot tell a lie.  It is glorious:)  After a couple of wonderful days putting miles on the car, walking on the beach, exploring an historic lighthouse and taking pictures that will never do justice to the beauty my eyes have beheld, I am now in a quiet, secluded apartment overlooking lush green paddocks and trees dripping with Spanish Moss.  I am spending my days reading Michener’s The World is My Home, doodling, watching a bit of television and generally just doing whatever I feel like doing at the moment.  I’ve never experienced this before, atleast not being away from home.  Usually if I have a day to myself, I am at home, and I catch up on work that is behind.  I can’t do that here – and it’s nice.  I can’t even check my email.  That bugged me at first, but I’m over it:)

I do miss the kids sometimes.  I have talked to them once, and my honey has talked to his mom to see how they are are what they’re up to.  They are in a town where both sets of grandparents, a great-grandfather, two aunts and an uncle and countless cousins live, so they are getting some rare quality time with extended family.  It’s way overdue!

Since my honey has to work all day, I’m cutting this short to spend this time with him.  Just thought I’d write a bit while his laptop is available.  I’ll tell you all about the trip when I get home!