I've been meaning to blog lately, but every time I sit down at the computer, I end up checking my email and then checking facebook, and then either Eydie wakes up from her nap or I decide I'm too tired or too hungry or have too much laundry that needs to be done to update my blog.
First of all, last weekend I had a great time in Dallas for our annual MLK weekend college girls' trip. Nine of us stayed at our friend Kami's house (plus two babies). Some of these girls I may only see once or twice a year, but we can always just pick back up. We may laugh hysterically together over something really stupid or have really serious conversations about important and difficult things that people are going through. As Tamara said, we knew each other before we had jobs or husbands or kids or any of the other things that seem to define who we are now, so we can be totally real and comfortable around each other. We also went to see our friend, Christine, who couldn't be there because she has been in the hospital since December 21st. She has had many health problems in the past and for a while was doing much better, but now she can't keep anything down and is very weak and in a lot of pain. I can't imagine having a stomach bug for over a month! And I know her pain is even worse than that. Please pray for her relief, health, and encouragement. I had so much fun all weekend I never stopped to get out my camera, so here's a mental picture for you: 9 girls, 2 babies, everyone in pajamas, cheesecake on the kitchen counter, The Proposal on TV.
Second, my jobs. I am so thankful that I am not working full-time this year. I do really enjoy teaching and miss aspects of it (the students for sure, the grading not so much), but I am also loving the break from teaching and being able to hang out with Eydie. On days that I'm home with her we may stay home all day or take a trip to Target or the grocery store or go on a walk over to her cousins' house. I just love the flexibility to wake up in the morning and not have to have a plan for the day. In a couple weeks baseball season will start and we will be spending a lot of time at the ballpark (when the weather's good). On Tuesdays and Thursdays Eydie goes to a mother's day out program and I work at church in children's ministry. I started this in October and really enjoy the people I work with. Also this semester, I am subbing every other Friday for my dad's junior English class. While I do that, he keeps Eydie, so we both benefit! In addition to a little extra money, it's a good affirmation that I do want to go back into teaching down the road, and that for now, I'm glad I'm not doing it every day! And my third little business venture is a consignment sale that my sister and I are starting called My Sister's House. The link at the side of the page will take you to our website. We've talked about opening a consignment store before, but neither of us want to have to work it year-round. So since I'm not working full-time this year, we decided to go ahead and do it. It's a twice a year sale, and the first one is March 25-27th. If any of you have done Dittos for Kiddos in the past, it's similar to that. Our sale will have women's clothing and accessories in The Closet and furniture and home decor in The Attic. We are really excited about it, partially because we will get to shop everyone else's cool stuff. As it gets closer we're also both starting to have nightmares about it. A couple nights ago I dreamed that we were having it in an old dirty warehouse (by the way, the real thing's at 181 Pine, a really cool event center) and people started dropping off soups and casseroles to sell. I kept trying to explain that we're not set up to sell food, but no one seemed to care. We're trying to think through every detail of what needs to happen before then, so I imagine the nightmares will continue as it's on my brain. I used to have dreams that I walked into a classroom completely unprepared and realized I was teaching kindergarten, it was the first day of school, all the parents were there too, and they expected me to sing to them.
Well, this was going to be a post about Eydie at 7 months, but it's already so long that I think I'll just save that for another day. Maybe this week. Maybe.
