Tonight I was out to "dinner" (we'll get to that), and a movie with some friends at work. It was brought to my attention that I haven't been blogging lately.
"I don't know what's going on in your life," my friend said. I thought about it for a while and asked myself, 'Why haven't I been blogging?' Upon my arrival home, I have decided to resume my blogging.
EATBefore I sat down to do some catching up, I had to heat up some left-over blueberry pancakes. They were delicious, by the way, for several reasons, of which I will share with you.
One, I love left-over pancakes. I don't know why, I just do.
Two, I can't concentrate when I am hungry.
Three, "dinner" didn't really fill me up.
Let me explain...I went to "dinner" tonight with my friends, but I showed up late because our babysitter couldn't be here any sooner, which was fine, but I was not at all impressed with the fact that a server never came to ask me if I wanted any food, or even a drink! So, I ate my $2 popcorn and slurped down my $2 soda at the movie. If you know me
at all, you should already know that a measly little popcorn is not enough for me for the evening, so you should neither be surprised about the pancakes at 10:00 pm. I truly think the pancakes at 10:00 pm encompasses me and my "Eat, Pray, Love" attitude. I have always been this way...
For those of you who have not seen the movie (although anyone reading this was probably there), Julia Roberts' character takes a year to travel to Rome, India and Bali. Along the way, she vows to do just what the movie title says, eat, pray, love. There is a conversation in the movie where she is telling her friend that she is "going for it" by being open to trying food and loving it and not feeling an ounce of guilt because you may have a "muffin top." I think that I have always just 'gone for it' in the food department; I don't guilt myself over eating the foods I eat (although I probably should some days), but that is not me!!! I love to love food. I thoroughly enjoy it and I refuse to be guilted over it.
PRAYJosh and I have just started going to church on a regular basis again. We used to go, although when he hurt his arm, and was out of commission for nine months, it was nearly impossible to have two small kids in church since he couldn't lift either of them. We became lazy and kept saying, "When are we going to go to church?" "Next week we'll go," we told ourselves. Next week always came and went and we started to sound like a broken record. We've been going again for about a month; I even brought the kids by myself when he was in Canada. It feels good to be back, definitely still a challenge, but good.
LOVEThis summer has been so fantastic for Josh and I. We had such great quality time together to reconnect. I think that the reason I am dreading the start of the school year is because I know I will miss him so much. Let's face it, once Sept. 7th rolls around, we may as well be two single people, living together, who share some children. Okay, okay...it's not that bad, but we rarely see each other or get to spend any kind of quality time together...not like during the summer. This summer we went away for three days for our anniversary, we went on dates together, exercised together, we talked and laughed and loved a lot this summer and I am just not ready to let that end yet.