Ironing Not Required or The Me I Long To Be

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I stand before twenty-two of my husband’s  button down, collared shirts this morning and am considering taking on a task I have long avoided. As a self-confessed domestically challenged diva I wholeheartedly embrace reality. But reality is, I love my man, and certainly want to be a blessing…maybe even do the thing I despise most. After toilet bowl scouring, spider killing, cooking, dusting, floor washing…oh hey, wait…the list is too long. Stay with me-back to ironing.

You could say,  ironing and me go together like…oil and vinegar.

BUT, as  one who believes old dogs can learn new  tricks and miracles still happen, I will share with you this  post about my domestically challenged life and how God is still working on me in this area, on the OTHER side of fifty.

 

Hope you enjoy this little re-post from 2014…and the invitation at the end.

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No New Normal

This pic goes back a few years, but it is one of my faves.
We were goofing off in the back yard around our firepit,
being silly while my mom snapped a few pics.
We are a bit dysfunctional
in our own functional way
certainly we have our flaws
yet our hearts we won’t betray
learning the ropes as we go
come what will, come what may
and in the end will it matter
what other people say?
We parent graciously-
mistakes we have made
tightly woven, still are we
this little family of three
No new normal
not for us
though we are not perfect
somehow we trust
that God will finish what he began
for when we think we cannot
He certainly can.
I wrote this for an impromptu Family prompt over at Christian Creative Writers.
It’s Tuesday, the day I serve up some poetic justice…kinda! 
(Doors open at 3)

Recollection {5 Minute Friday: Stay}

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There is this one memory I have, I always come back to it. It’s more than a memory, even a thing- that brings it to my mind. One Teddy Bear in time brings me back to everything good, pure and innocent. I don’t know why or how this one gift somehow encapsulates all the magic and love of Christmas, but it does. I long to stay in this place. I am waiting for my grandparents to pick me up, they come and take me for the greasiest, most delicious fried chicken I ever remember eating. I see the flaky crust and taste the saltiness still…mmmm. I am looking at them doting over me. This long awaited Christmas visit among so many complications. Divorce splits families into twos, threes and fours. Painful to all yet sometimes through the eyes of innocence clinging to hope…there is a glimmer. More people to love and be loved by, more hope in love. We arrive and I see the box. One box wrapped perfectly. I open it quick. Hope stirring. In tissue paper, pristine, perfect and hopeful a soft white, bear with black, shiny eyes stares back at me. White, jointed and red bowed. I am enchanted with the sight of it. Still see it in my dreams. Hope in a white Christmas bear.

You just never know what will come out of you until you start writing!
 I never know where this 5 minutes will lead- it often surprises me- 
come on by and try or see what Lisa-Jo is serving up over at her place!

Five Minute Friday

The Final Countdown {Last Summer Days}

Vitality shows in not only the ability to persist but the ability to start over.”
F. Scott Fitzgerald

Does anybody else look at the last week of August the same way 
that they do the last week of December? Or is that just me? 
I’m not sure if it is because of the timing of my birthday so near Summer’s end 
or that September is the time for routines to return.
 Oh, glorious routine! How I long for the structured days ahead. 
The return of My Girl to school and Sunday School to start back up. 
My Moms In Prayer group meetings every 
Thursday and the joy of praying shoulder to shoulder with those moms who come. 
For me balancing a new work schedule will be wonderful, at last.
 Already I have a number of requests also for Personal Training 
which means the balancing act could be challenging. 
Praising God for that- he knows what’s best for me!
The days ahead are looking bright.
I get the same feeling I did as a schoolgirl anticipating the first day of school!
I could easily be overwhelmed the same way I get at the start of a New Year.
I’m thinking of My Girl going into 7th grade.
Egad!
I am excited with anticipation for the most wonderful time of the year in my opinion.
The Fall and Winter with holidays, family times and the pristine beauty of the seasons.
New goals and experiences.
Hopes and dreams that He may nurture or revive.
Some that may be released, left behind.
What are you looking forward to in the days ahead?
Here’s a few of the things I am looking forward to:

A family Barbecue
I am looking forward to our Pastor teaching through the book of Acts.
Teaching Sunday School.
The return of routine. Hallelujah! 
Fall leaves.
Orange,everywhere!
Snow (don’t hate me).
The End of Summer Festival (on the beach)
Shorter days and longer books.
Bundled up beach walks.
Catching up on crafts and projects at home.
Organizing my new Planner  (The Detailer) 
If you want to share in the comments or write about it on your blog then
– share your link here in the comments!
For I know the plans I have for you,” 
declares the Lord, 
“plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give
 you hope and a future.
Jeremiah 29:11

Post-Maine Monday: A Taste of Maine Post

The best things are nearest: 
breath in your nostrils, light in your eyes, 
flowers at your feet, duties at your hand, 
the path of God just before you.
~ Robert Louis Stevenson


Vacation: Check!
We returned just about 11:30 PM on Saturday from our Maine vacation.
Yesterday, I had an overwhelming urge to sleep which I just couldn’t shake. 
Even though my Pastor’s message was about one of my favorite Bible characters (David) and his teaching and preaching right on, I caught myself nodding between notes and quotes!
 It was all I could do to stumble home to bed after. 
I am feeling re-energized today and have been tackling the laundry, organizing, unpacking. 
Well although I had  My Maine Bucket List, the week was overflowing with God’s own Bucket List for us. 
Oh, friends, I am richer today because of my week away, which was a sweet gift from God. 
I am grateful for the prayers of those who lifted us and we were blessed in so many ways.
Here I will share some SNIPPETS of our Maine vacation.
Finally arriving…
A delicious gift was delivered to our cabin by our
 thoughtful Maine-iac friends!Yes, it was Good!

I adored this mug and drank from it every morning.
Quiet time by the lake, gazing at the mountains…
This was our very own private beach (more or less) 
and I sat here in the morning and listened to God’s voice
whispering sweet peace to my heart through His beautiful Creation.

My Girl standing in Coos Canyon: Byron, Maine

This is Angel Falls- we hiked in and it was quite a nice hike.
The falls are deep into the woods- a hidden gem.
Afterwards we enjoyed, ice cream and milk shakes
 at the Coos Canyon Gift shop.
Yum. Vanilla milk shake for me. Just fessing up. 

We enjoyed some canoeing.
Although when Hub and I do stuff like this,
it really should be filmed for “How Not To Communicate” OR
a horrid Sit Com about marriage.
The banter is such that I am
 grateful God didn’t tip us just to teach us a lesson.
We got it together. Eventually.


Relaxation – a whole new level. 
A barn turned bookstore. Treasures here, I tell you!

Visited my favorite garage for treasures and bought these!
These were for making my first Altered Books.
 I thought the girls needed a craft for a rainy day-
 Although rain did not come,
we still started our Altered Maine Books 
which I will share in a later post!


My Girl and I enjoy a sunset canoe ride.



Bike ride to Mt. Blue Trading Post for some…what else- Ice Cream!
My Hub and Girl ride-I walked and picked flowers on the way back.
God also gifted me when I surprised a White Tailed Deer- much to my joy!

My Girl, The Duck Whisperer…

Final Sunset…Friday the 13th.
Last moments on the beach with friends before leaving.
Tubing and Jet Skiing…so much laughing.
One final view of the cabin as we left…

See you next year! 
A special thanks to our lovely Hosts:
Dummers Cottages
(I will be featuring these beautiful cabins in an upcoming posts.)

248. resting in His everlasting Arms
249. His unfolding grace
250. His beautiful Creation
251. Maine Mountains

miscellany monday at lowercase letters

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