This has been a pleasant Sunday.
If I lived between two mountains
and I had experienced previous pleasant Sundays,
I would have a great song for the Monkees on my hands.
Do you remember the Monkees?
I went through a phase
where I LOVED the Monkees.
(and they are people
so it's appropriate to say LOVE, right?)
Micky was my favorite.
A friend of mine who is getting married soon
came over with her fiance to eat lunch with us after
church. I have known this girl for a long time.....since
Junior high school, I guess. I'm excited about her upcoming
wedding and very happy that she has found the perfect
person for her. I can remember many times praying for
her in her romantic endeavors and it has been great to
watch God bring this guy into her life.
Today we were talking about how we are at
such very different points in our life even though we
are the same age. It's strange to me to think of being
at that point in life now. It seems so long ago to me,
the starting out on the marriage journey. And she can't
imagine being in my shoes---I can tell how she
constantly says something about
"four kids"
that she thinks that's just something she couldn't handle.
But she could.
If she had to.
I hope the Lord gives them a child (or children).
The cake was so good today.
So glad I made it.
I need to go take a picture of it right now though
and show you the damage Sweet T did to the thing.
We ate about half of it after lunch as our dessert.
While we were cleaning up from lunch, Sweet T kept
trying to stick his fingers in the icing. We went out side later,
walking around the yard and stuff, and one time Sweet T
came out the front door while my friend and I were sitting
on the porch talking. I saw crumbs on his face and knew
he'd been into the cake. He admitted it when I asked him
and I told him to leave the cake alone.
And that was the end of it--I didn't know the damage
had already been done. It wasn't until I went back inside
that I saw what he'd done. He had made a MESS of that cake
trying to eat bits with the icing on it.
(It's a bundt cake with the icing drizzled on it).
I couldn't believe he did that.
But it was kind of funny.
It was just amusing to watch our friends today with our
kids, in our home and all that. She kept pointing out aspects
of our life to him like "this is what's about to happen to us"
and he would just say basically "one thing at a time."
I wonder what Lloyd Dobbler and I would be like if we were
just getting together at this age. I can't even imagine
what my life would be like if I had taken
other paths.
I feel like anything other that what I am now
would be a different person.
This is where I am supposed to end with a poignant
verse from a poem or some sagely wise quote,
but I'm too tired to recall anything right now
and if I take the time to look one up, I'll miss the
beginning of Masterpiece Theatre.
So you are on your own to add some beautiful words
on the end of this post.
came over with her fiance to eat lunch with us after
church. I have known this girl for a long time.....since
Junior high school, I guess. I'm excited about her upcoming
wedding and very happy that she has found the perfect
person for her. I can remember many times praying for
her in her romantic endeavors and it has been great to
watch God bring this guy into her life.
Today we were talking about how we are at
such very different points in our life even though we
are the same age. It's strange to me to think of being
at that point in life now. It seems so long ago to me,
the starting out on the marriage journey. And she can't
imagine being in my shoes---I can tell how she
constantly says something about
"four kids"
that she thinks that's just something she couldn't handle.
But she could.
If she had to.
I hope the Lord gives them a child (or children).
The cake was so good today.
So glad I made it.
I need to go take a picture of it right now though
and show you the damage Sweet T did to the thing.
We ate about half of it after lunch as our dessert.
While we were cleaning up from lunch, Sweet T kept
trying to stick his fingers in the icing. We went out side later,
walking around the yard and stuff, and one time Sweet T
came out the front door while my friend and I were sitting
on the porch talking. I saw crumbs on his face and knew
he'd been into the cake. He admitted it when I asked him
and I told him to leave the cake alone.
And that was the end of it--I didn't know the damage
had already been done. It wasn't until I went back inside
that I saw what he'd done. He had made a MESS of that cake
trying to eat bits with the icing on it.
(It's a bundt cake with the icing drizzled on it).
I couldn't believe he did that.
But it was kind of funny.
It was just amusing to watch our friends today with our
kids, in our home and all that. She kept pointing out aspects
of our life to him like "this is what's about to happen to us"
and he would just say basically "one thing at a time."
I wonder what Lloyd Dobbler and I would be like if we were
just getting together at this age. I can't even imagine
what my life would be like if I had taken
other paths.
I feel like anything other that what I am now
would be a different person.
This is where I am supposed to end with a poignant
verse from a poem or some sagely wise quote,
but I'm too tired to recall anything right now
and if I take the time to look one up, I'll miss the
beginning of Masterpiece Theatre.
So you are on your own to add some beautiful words
on the end of this post.
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1 comments:
The Monkees were my second crush. Desi Arnez being my first. No wonder I'm a lot like Lucy right?
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