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The Simple Woman's Daybook

Outside my window... bright blue skies that lift my mood after a rainy, gray day yesterday.

I am thinking... about this week's menu. I have lots to do in the classroom, so quick and healthy is the goal!

I am thankful for... a husband who does the laundry without being asked.

I am wearing... jeans, black shirt with a khaki cardigan and of course socks to keep my toes warm.

I am remembering... that I need to schedule a Mass for Ben's birthday today.

I am going... to the Commissary. I was surprised to find out it will be open on this holiday.

I am currently reading... my February Southern Living. I wish I was talented enough to make those lovely cookies on the front. But alas, that is not my calling. They would look like a 5 year old made them.

I am hoping... that something sticks.

On my mind... how to be more productive in our schooling.

Noticing that... my children do not have indoor voices. Every word is enthusiastically shouted.

Pondering these words... "By devotion, the care of the family is rendered more peaceable, the love of the husband and wife more sincere,...and every employment more pleasant and agreeable." from Introduction to the Devout Life.

From the kitchen... clean! That is until the girls get back from exercising.

Around the house... the new light fixture just arrived by UPS. I think we have settled on a paint color, and once those two things are done, the master bath will be just about complete.

One of my favorite things~ watching my little ones dance.

From my picture journal...

Be sure to stop by Peggy's for more daybooks.

Comments

  1. AislingJanuary 18, 2010 at 10:48 AM

    Love that photo. The jars just give all those candles an extra sparkle.

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  2. JocelynJanuary 18, 2010 at 1:03 PM

    Sounds like a busy day. Thanks for sharing about your day.

    Jocelyn
    http://justalittlesouthernhospitality.blogspot.com/

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  3. KarenJanuary 18, 2010 at 1:14 PM

    You are such a graceful homemaker. Thinking of Ben, too. And please post pics of the bath when complete. Hugs.

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