my pink life, mi vida rosada

And, oh, wasn't it nice! We got to see my cousin tie the knot. He looked handsome, and she looked beautiful, and they were so excited they were bouncing as they said their vows. On Saturday, we got to see the Garden of the Gods. (After the family sunscreen session, of course!) First trip to Colorado: success!

Joining in with the gypsy mama for five minute friday, on growing. I am growing rounder, but for no reason. I am growing slower, but also for no reason. I am growing impatient and grouchy and annoyed with others, and usually for no other reason than what I want is not happening. I am growing impatient with God, thinking that what I want now is better than his timing. I am growing, slowly, in recognition of how wrong my thoughts are, my plans, my timing. I am growing older, too. I am waiting. I growing to understand the decisions that other people sometimes make, the same ones that I have told myself time and time again that I would never make, and wondering whether my convictions are changing, and whether they should. I am growing to wonder whether my convictions of old were ideas planted by God for me to do his work in the future, or whether they were silly ideals planted to make me doubt and doubt and doubt. I am hopeful, and growing more and more hopeful still, that God is

listening to the deluge outside, glad not to be driving in it anymore. being warmed up by a purring kitty on my lap. curious about what sweet hubby meant when he said on the phone " recien vi una persona atropellada por un auto" and i said, "ok, te amo, chau". exhausted by my kids at school, who are so smart that they think they don't need to listen to directions, and then ask a bajillion questions about what they are supposed to do. dressed for yoga, the first exercise I'll do in a week. So much for running three times a week. I did better on vacation. avoiding packing for my cousins wedding on Friday, since it seems like way too much work after writing sub plans for two days and plans for Monday when I get back, and cleaning up the classroom, and trying to remember all the details of our daily routine for someone who doesn't do it every day. hopeful that this month might be the month, but really doubtful at the same time. I'd love to have prayer

For all of you who didn't happen to already know, today is a special day. September 18th -- the day that a group of Chileans first got together to form a "junta" to propose independence. In all of Chile, families and friends are together, spit roasting baby goats or lambs, eating empanadas, drinking chicha, dancing the cueca, and having a fantastic time celebrating the anniversary of the first movements towards independence, which would later be declared on February 12th. On a personal note, today is one of the days that my sweet hubby feels most homesick -- I think of it as similar to being away from home on Thanksgiving. Please pray for me to be patient, kind, loving, and understanding to him today, even more than most days. ¡Viva Chile!

Sweet hubby woke up early and went to school with me, to move things around and make copies and laminate stuff and cut it up and all of that. I wouldn't have gotten the same things done if he hadn't gone with me. I probably would have gotten my sub plans for next week done, though, which I'm sure my sub would have been happy with. Oh well. I spent a lot of the afternoon with my mama. We made spaghetti sauce. Then I googled instructions for making chia heads. I think we're going to do this in my classroom. I think it will be fun. I really like how the roots show through the bottom, too. Learning about plant adaptations is a 3rd grade standard. It's totally legit. All I have to do is find a cheap source of knee-highs. Then I went home while the sauce was simmering. Don't worry, my mama was still there to stir. I climbed into bed and shoved the kitty under the sheets. She didn't complain. She curled up beside me and took a nap while I read a book

tomando desayuno mirando los cambios en el cielo mientras el mundo se despierta y el sol sube detrás del agua triste que hoy es domingo, y hay que volver a la casa feliz que puedo estar todavia en la playa con pocas ganas de terminar la frasada que es un regalo para una de mis mejores amigas esperando con dedos cruzados que la maquina de coser todavia funciona hoy tratando de no hacer mucho ruido mientras esposito lindo sigue durmiendo pensando que debo haber traido papeles de la escuela, pero no los traje. contenta que jugamos "chicken pot pie", normalmente conocido como "putt putt" anoche, en una brisa rica, sin marcar puntos un poco avergonzada por mi honestidad ayer, pero creo que honestidad es la mejor póliza. pegandome sola por no haber traido la cámara no muy feliz que la mayoría del día hoy está dedicado a limpiar la casa y prepararla para el invierno emocianada que hasta el momento, todavia estoy cumpliendo mi resolución del año nuevo -- he venido a la pla

In real life.... linking up at the gypsy mama. In real life, I'd rather sit on the couch all day. But not everyday. Some days, I'd rather have free time and motivation and a project in front of me. But I'd rather not have a project that makes me jealous. In real life, the hardest projects for me to finish are the baby presents for my best friends, all entering the next stage of life without me. http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif In real life, it is pretty dang hard to get upset for others about the poor timing of getting pregnant when they get that sweet reward at the end of it, then try to suggest that it's my turn next. What do they think? That they get to play God? That I don't pray every day to be ok with the timing of whatever blessing is bestowed upon me, whether I can get pregnant or not? Do they really think that I don't want a family? That always answering "We have a cat" is really so funny that I think I need to keep doing it? In

watching some more Glee. For real. getting tight already after a run and yoga tonight. super excited about going to the beach this weekend, even though we have to do some winterizing of the house and lots of cleaning. glad this has been a short week with a student half day, even though my kids aren't behavior problems this week. feeling overwhelmed with all of the new requirements and deadlines at school for implementing RISC stuff this year, on top of putting all resources into Spanish and being encouraged to abandon the few that are already in Spanish. proud of my kids for their "que hacer cuando no sabes que hacer" list, and hopeful that it won't take too long for them to get in the habit of using it. listening to the washing machine, since sweet hubby is doing the laundry! staring at my kitty and willing her to sit on me, but doubtful that she will this time of night. going to bed late. again.

I have a new pink thing. It is an old pink thing, but new to me. It came off the side of the road last night, in the rain. Sweet hubby wasn't very happy about it. But I have biiiiiiiig plans for it. Can you tell what my new-old pink thing is? (um, yes, I'm aware that it is upside down. We picked it up in the rain. Not leaving it right side up to let the mosquitos breed....) It's a sink! My parents' neighbors are doing some remodeling, and this gem was lying on the side of the road, waiting for the trash collectors to come by.... I had seen it more than once. But when my mama mentioned that trash pick up was today....I knew I couldn't just gaze at it lovingly anymore. Sometime soon-ish sweet hubby and I will have a building project, and we'll figure out how to install it as an outdoor sink next to our storage shed, maybe with a nice counter-top height shelf and some cabinets underneath, for me to use to pretend that I know more about planting things. I can&

On a Saturday night. The theme this week is rest, and i'm linking up at thegypsymama . Rest. What is that, really? Does anyone get any? Work hard, play hard, work hard, play hard. I feel like I haven't really rested in too long. But now, it is labor day weekend. A day off to rest from my labors. I brought my computer with me to the beach, as if i'm going to try to do some work. I might try, but if today was any indication, no work will be done. Rest. The boat isn't working quite right, so no skiing. Rest. My heels aren't working right, so maybe I should take some time off from running for a while. Probably not. I'm a glutton for punishment. Rest. Take some time to sit on your hiney, soak up the sun, read a novel for fun, go visit the winery, and eat some cake. Rest. Rest rest rest. Then go go go some more, do and go and do and go and rest. The rest is still waiting for you, the rest is still left to come.