Friday, March 15, 2013

7 Quick Takes, Vol. 2

Today is the 15th of March. On March 19th my husband and I need to have made a big decision about the next year of our lives. We are pretty much nowhere near making that decision, although we have been praying together and separately about what God might be calling us to do. God's plans are not our plans. God's plans also do not make much sense sometimes. Logically, it seems right that we start trying to settle down and let things become a little more stable. I know our families are pulling for that, and I know that they will be more than a little surprised if we decide to stay on staff with FOCUS for another year. I also know that crazier things have happened, and when it all gets boiled down, all we really want to do is whatever God wants. Who knows what will happen! I certainly don't.

If you had asked me about a year ago when we were living in Jersey if I would ever wear a pair of "Jeggings" I would have thought you were out of your mind. I am now having to come to accept the fact that my new favorite piece of clothing is in fact a pair of black jeggings, which I am wearing right now, and which I believe have totally changed up the game for me in terms of daily mommy atire. Want to be comfortable, be able to get down and play with a little one, and still look halfway decent if your husband's boss happens to stop by? Jeggings.

Someone posted on facebook a bit of wisdom that has been rolling around in my head since Pope Francis became our new Papa. It went something along the lines of: "Instead of talking about how we can't wait to see what Pope Francis has in store for his papacy, we should instead decide to be obedient to whatever he calls us to as a Church, and allow ourselves to really be led by him as our church father." I think that is a really great insight.

It's boring to talk about the weather, but yesterday it was SO beautiful in the Reese and I took the little boys out for a walk to the park, and they got to test out the baby swings for the very first time. It was so much fun, and I had a crazy "wow...I'm a mom!" moment. Being at the park with a bunch of other parents and their little ones was really bizarre, but so much fun, and It got me really looking forward to him growing into a little boy.

5. Tuesday night I started Crossfit. I guess it was only a matter of time until I bit the bullet, because my brother in law owns a crossfit box (they call their gyms 'boxes'....I know I sound like I know what I'm talking about but I really don't). In butt is being kicked, and I haven't even started real classes yet. So far I've taken two classes in the fundamentals series that he offers to teach you the elements that you need to know before starting the real classes. But at the end of each session, we've done workouts that have left me gasping, but strangely invigorated. It feels good to be doing something to better myself, even if it is ridiculously hard. That being said, I don't think that I will ever enjoy burpees *shudder*.

6. Today I have to make tuna casseroles for roughly 25 people. My oven has a nasty habit of burning everything that I make and subsequently causing me to feel like the biggest failure ever. My heart is pounding just thinking about it.

7. I realized something lame about myself yesterday. There are about 3 or 4 blogs that I read pretty religiously, and a handful more that I check up on every now and then. It dawned on me that I have started thinking about the writers of these blogs as people that I actually know. As in... "I wonder what so and so is doing with her kids today" or "I wonder how that thing turned out for her that she was really worried about." I guess its inevitable that that will happen to some degree, but it made me feel like a bit of a creeper. On a similar note, I really need to get out and make some new friends.

Join Jen over at Conversion Diary for more quick takes!! Happy Friday

1 comment:

Hannah, Horn, and Hannabert said...

I do the same thing. Ain't nuthin' wrong with vicarious friendship. Nothing at all. And feeling let down or disappointed if the blogger doesn't elaborate on "the bad/awful/emotional" event that happened that lead to prayer requests.