Memoir Monday {No. 17}

Time for some daily details and weekly remembrances! I know, I know. I say it over and over and over and over and over and over, but time really does wing away so quickly.

 

I want to savor each moment as much as is humanly possible and as much as I can, even though stress and worry and fear attack and feelings and emotions come and go and play a big part in our lives. As we listened to prayer requests at Bible study, I was again reminded of the gratitude I need and want to have each day. Several people were mentioned who are dealing with serious health conditions or hard circumstances. God grows us in our hard times and yet, right now my family is healthy and I am truly thankful. Everyone has their trials and we are no different. Some things aren’t as apparent, but may we all realize and know that we are never alone. We all have “stuff”. And God is always there walking beside us or carrying us.

Would you say a prayer for baby Rebecca? Her mom blogs over here at A Mom’s Life. We know God has baby Rebecca in His hands, as well as her mom and dad and brother and sister.

Beautiful bookmark I received in the mail along with a hand written thank-you! There are a couple of ladies I know and I think one of the gifts God has given them is writing and mailing notes. They are very good at it. Isn’t it fun to get “fun” mail, instead of just magazines and bills and magazines and fliers and magazines and notices? We seem to get a lot of magazines that go straight to my recycle bin. I need to take half an hour and make some calls asking to be removed from mailing lists! I mail order some stuff and apparently they must share their mailing address lists liberally! 🙂 My mother-in-law and I both mentioned it at Christmastime that the number of magazines arriving in our mailboxes was crazy! Apparently advertising works and brings in sales, though, because it can’t be exactly cheap to send out them all out!

Thinking spring and gardening {even though I do not have a green thumb!!}

Here’s the front of my house with the railing! Someday we want to have grass and boxwoods too. 🙂 And I hope to paint the old-time gliders on our porch, this spring. We’ll see… I usually have to procrastinate for a while. Or just knock out the time and do it, since there is always something else to do. Still, I try very much to be thankful for busy-ness and the ability to be busy. Things like my mom-in-law having serious back pain the last couple of months always brings this home to me, yet again.

Fun day out to the city! Last week was spring break at our local schools. We didn’t officially take spring break, but we did take a couple of days off to do things with our friends who were on spring break.

My dad and mom took me, and several of my friends, shopping every year when I was growing up. I was around twelve the first year we went and I think we went every year until I got married at the ripe, old age of almost nineteen. {Doesn’t almost nineteen sound so much older than just a mere eighteen?} I have fond memories of our times. One year we about drove my poor mother crazy with our rendition of Clay Walker’s song, “I Know What Love Is, What’s It To You?” We sang it once or twice on the drive to the shopping mall. Once or twice as in, over and over and over again~kind of like my over and over and over again about how time flies.  I had no idea at the time that my mother would’ve been thankful for a pair of ear plugs! Aren’t mothers the best? It also encourages me to know that my own dear children are probably oblivious to the way I feel at times. I think as mothers we can all relate!

We went to the mall in Fort Wayne, IN the very first year. One year we went to Indianapolis, IN. One year we shopped some outlets, somewhere. One year when we went to leave, the van wouldn’t start. It was my Grandmother’s van, borrowed for the day, so we could all fit in, plus room for packages, you know?! I don’t remember what was wrong with it~mechanics never really being my thing~but it wasn’t going to be a quick fix. We called my cousin and he brought their big van and rescued us. He was one of my best friends, growing up and wasn’t intimidated to come pick up a bunch of noisy girls. {plus my mom and dad were with us.} And he liked to drive, so he didn’t mind a late night jaunt of a few hours on the road. Bless him!

Ok, so I think it took an hour or two to get to the mall we were at. Well, being girls and having fun we waited until approximately fifteen or twenty minutes before he would be arriving, to have a light bulb moment and decide “Let’s buy him a gift!” So, we proceeded to tear around shopping for something to get him. It was getting close to closing time at the mall by this time as well. So, just think a gaggle of giggly teen girls! We did manage to buy him a shirt if I remember correctly!! Fun times! I sit here and think about the trouble my dad went to and how different of a perspective I have now as the parent. I can’t even tell you for sure how the van got fixed and got home. I know my dad had to go back and had to take care of all those details.  Aren’t dads the best?

And now here I am full circle. My man, that I married when I was almost nineteen, and I, taking our daughter and a few of her friends for a day out! It was just as much fun. It brought back lots of memories and I enjoyed watching it from this side as the mama. We’ve wanted to do this for a while, but hadn’t made it happen. My daughter isn’t much of a shopper-yet. I liked to shop when I was a teen, but not like some of my friends did. I became more of a shopper when I had cute, chubby, bunchy babies to shop for. {I’ve always loved baby stuff. Still do.}

We shopped and ate and went ice skating and watched Frozen. {Yep, we’re late on the whole Frozen thing. Probably wouldn’t have even seen it in the theater if it wouldn’t have been for this day out. Plus, it’s out on dvd now.} Speaking of watching movies, a friend on fb posted a pic of her stack of movie tickets that she’s been collecting since 2007. I love little intriguing details like that. Things that wouldn’t mean much to anyone else, but represent something to me or to whoever’s life the detail is part of. In the whole realm of life, it doesn’t matter, but it’s little things along with memories that add texture to our lives. Plus, this fits this sweet, young lady so well! I read her mama’s blog and “know” them through this online world. She’s also very techie and has done some blog work for me and for my sister.

So, a bit of this and bit of that~

strip tilling~friend overnight and playing farm~making fruit cups~burnt out on cooking, so flipping through cookbooks, finding a few recipes, shopping for groceries and giving them a try~working our circle~mechanic work on one of our tractors~helping Grandma~suburban swept out and shined up, spring must be coming!~making potato stuffed meatloaf casseroles for the freezer~wishing I could snap my fingers and always have the freezer stocked with monster cookie balls and fruit cups..and tea syrup, while we’re at it~spending an evening with my friend~watching Planes with our uncles~Easter/spring decor touches out~rollerskating with friends~

What details are happening in your days?

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