As you come to him, the living Stone--rejected by men but chosen by God and precious to him--you also, like living stones, are being built into a spiritual house to be a holy priesthood, offering spiritual sacrifices acceptable to God through Jesus Christ. 1 Peter 2: 4-5

Sunday, March 21, 2010

Perfect Weekend

What an amazing weekend it was. Nothing exciting. We didn't even go anywhere except to church and the grocery store. And probably, most likely, almost certainly, my big girls would not agree. But to me, it was just about perfect. So good that I found myself humming at times. Singing even. And I was sitting in the sun--the glorious, warm sun--on Saturday, I even composed a little ditty. Just imagine yourself Julie Andrews in Sound of Music (I won't admit how many times I have done this myself, minus the nun habit of course)

Polish on toenails
A face without make up
Grandma has paid the girls
Well, just to pick up
Oh, but the joy only flip flops can bring...
These are a few of my favorite things.

Chair in the sun, open book
And a beverage
Prefer diet coke but with water I'll manage
Sun on my face and the birds as they sing
These are a few of my favorite things.

Sweet baby toes and
Lunch time at Nanny's
My place on the couch
On my big ol' fat fanny
Char on my lap
Hannah dressed like a queen
These are a few of my faovorite things.

When the dogs fight,
When the kids whine,
When laundry drives me mad
I simply remember my favorite things,
And then I don't feel so bad!

(Me thinks I made a good decision to not abandoned my teaching job for a song writing career--but you can see why I excelled at writing sorority rush songs, huh?)

I am so thankful for this weekend. I got to rest. I got to relax. My girls, sweet sweet girls, cleaned the entire house, thanks to my sweet sweet mama, offered to pay them as she would a maid. I got good time with my little girls, as I didn't have to worry about the housework or the laundry or being a chauffer, for the most part. I got a bit of a tan, took a nap, and got to read.
Maybe this weekend will make for more patience tomorrow as we start standardized testing. I'm not real optimistic, as we only made it through the first 9 questions before we had our first meltdown.

Good news is...2 weeks left til Spring Break

1 comment:

  1. Love the song! I wrote some sorority songs too - the most famous after a bad year was to the tune of One (from A Chorus Line): One....rushee in our pledge class; that's all we're gonnn-na get...)