Saturday, May 14, 2011

Five minute Friday

My cell phone is ringing and dinging a text (at the same time? can it do that?), the office phone is blinking at me “voice mail waiting” and the computer is popping up emails, one, then two, then six, then 10, then... I’ve only been gone 15 hours since yesterday afternoon, how can I have four new voice mails and 25 new emails, and it’s only 7:30? Today’s to do list has grown overnight too. And somehow the budget got confused and the purchase can’t be made because the contract’s expired and now the license is no longer valid, and, and, and

Breathe in, breathe out…

OK, it’s not a million things to do, more like a thousand.

Breathe in, breathe out…

OK, down to a couple hundred

Breathe in, breathe out…

OK, now it’s manageable. And I have the first thing done.

Breathe in, breath out…

One thing at a time, and I can make it through today. And then a wonderful weekend with my people, all I have to do is breathe.

Thursday, January 6, 2011

I'm ready

Above our kitchen table is a set of five pictures from a trip to the UK Hubby and I took with some friends in 2003.

One of them is this picture I took of St. Paul's Cathedral:
Mess 1 was looking at it tonight at dinner and asked me where it was. I told him it was in London, and that it was a really big church. Then a few minutes later he asked if I wanted to know what he was thinking; I told him yes, I did.

After a moment of serious contemplation, he said "I am thinking about you being there," and he pointed to the picture.

I asked him if we were all going, or just me. He responded, with a very sweet smile "How about just you and me?"

"Would you like to go to London with me?"

"Yes Mommy."

"OK, when would you like to go?"

"How about we go next weekend?"

"Next weekend, really?"

He thought about it then asked how long it takes to get there. I told him it would take about 15 or 16 hours by plane.


"So how long should we stay?" I asked him.

After some more thought, he responded with "Sixty nights!"

"Sixty nights?"


Sounds good to me kiddo. I'm ready.

Tuesday, January 4, 2011


Mess 1 said grace tonight before dinner:

"Dear God, thank you for today, and for our hearts, and for loving us. Thank you for trespassing against us, and those that trespass against us. Thank you for our minds, and our hearts, and our strength. Amen."

"Sweetheart, what does trespassing mean?"

"Giving money to the poor."

We should probably explain more of the words as we are teaching him the Lord's prayer.