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Friday thoughts

In an attempt to write more, I am trying this old format to get the creative side to awaken..

Outside my window...I see blue skies for the first time in days. It was beginning to feel like Germany here in South Carolina. Days and days of dreary rain and colorless skies. There are ripples on the lake water and leaves scattered about the yard looking almost like an impressionist painting.

I am thinking...about Thanksgiving and family.

I am thankful...for so many things, though lately I have been in a negative state of mind. However, writing out your thankfulness usually results in a more positive outlook, so...
-for my family
-for new friends
-for our priests
-for a beautiful view outside my window
-for quiet mornings
-for coffee
-for a chance to do things better each day

From the lesson plans...it is Friday, in which I do not plan formal lessons, but keep it open for catch up, field trips, and fun. We will take off the entire week for a Thanksgiving/Fall Break. We currently have 11 weeks of schooling under our belts, and given that the lesson plans are thinking that it is the Advent season already, I feel we have earned a break!

From the kitchen...the vegan diet continues for my husband. Just like in the days of dairy intolerance in the kids, I am getting creative in making meals that satisfy everyone. This week, I found a vegan Italian cookbook. I have enjoyed both recipes I tried thus far.

I am wearing...many layers. This house is wonky in the heating and cooling department. The upstairs FROG where the boys sleep is almost too warm, whereas we are bundled up down in the main living area of the house. Not sure if there is a solution other than wearing many layers!

I am creating...a knitted pig in overalls with his own little tiny teddy bear!

I am reading..."I am Asher Lev" by Chaim Potok
                       "Alex and Eliza" by Melissa de la Cruz (a mother/daughter book club of sorts. Anna
                         picked this book)

I am hearing...the house slowly come to life. Someone is running water in the bathroom sink. Cat toys are being batted about on the wood floor.

Around the house...laundry lies in piles on the couch, while more is waiting to be folded, the bread machine is promising that fresh bread will soon be ready, and I may try to finish hanging pictures in the bathroom.

I am praying...for all those on my list of intentions, and the souls in Purgatory.

Picture of the day...

The view from our back porch


Comments

  1. BBarnetteNovember 16, 2018 at 10:03 AM

    You are inspiring me to capture my thoughts with this. I always say I will, and then I don't. Love the simplicity and humbleness of this post. Miss you friend!

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  2. JennyNovember 16, 2018 at 11:55 AM

    I miss you too! Thanks for taking a moment to visit my little space!

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