November 27, 2012 by Heather

…Making a to-do list for the rest of the week to help organize my thoughts and tasks.  Actually, I made two lists.  The first one got tossed because it included things like “Lose 30 Pounds” and “Become World’s Greatest Mother and Wife.”

…Watching “The Wonder Pets” with Parker and simultaneously wanting to kill myself.  JOKING.  But seriously, who comes up with this ridiculous crap.  The duck has a speech impediment, so everything he (she?) says sounds like, “WE MUST WESCUE DA BUTTEUHFWY FWOM DA SCAWEY TWEE!”

…Admiring our new curtains that took me my whole effin life two weeks to make.  They about made me lose my religion, but they sure are pretty.  Even if they are all different lengths.  If you come over to our house just give them a quick admiring glance and not a lingering one.  And please don’t get close enough to examine the stitching.  Thank you.

…Getting ready for one of my most favorite things the college does called Christmas in the Cove.  It is where the families who live in the faculty neighborhood behind the college (the “cove”) choose a food theme and open their homes to students for them to come hang out and make the rounds while enjoying yummy treats.  We are the Peppermint House.  I am Peppermint Patty, Andrew is Peppermint Pete, Mayfield is Peppermint Pooch, December is Peppermint Puss (uhh), and Parker is, well, Peppermint Parker.  Kidding.  We will not be going by those names.  Except for maybe Parker, who for some reason always has a seasonal food nickname (Parker Peach, Parker Pumpkin, Parker Pie, etc).  Poor kid.

…Looking forward to our Christmas cards coming in the mail.  I ordered them this weekend, and I am excited to get them addressed and sent out to family and friends.  Andrew and I look pretty dumb in the picture on it, but Parker looks cute.  Ahh, parenthood.

…Speaking of which, I am obsessed with the show Parenthood.  It is on Netflix, and I love it.  I cry on just about every other episode.

…Needing to tie our tree-topper to the curtain rod with some fishing line.  It stayed erect for a whole 3 minutes and has been drooped over ever since.  Do they make viagra for Christmas trees?

…Getting over a nasty cold.  It came on strong Friday evening and I’ve been pretty friggin miserable up until this morning.  Andrew made me homemade chicken noodle soup late last night and after a big bowl I fell asleep on the couch.  Woke up this morning feeling tons better.  So, if you are sick, ask Andrew to make you soup and then sleep on the couch under an old quilt.  It works.

…Working on being present, which is one reason why I have not been blogging lately.  Well, that and I have been in a funk that was better off being suppressed and overcome than written about.  Funk of course meaning that Parker is teething and screams all the time and I walk around all day pissed off and in my pajamas.  We’re on the up and up.  I can feel it.

Currently, I am caffeinated, reflective, frazzled, in love, coughing, organizing, procrastinating, and flawed.

Mostly though, I’m just plain grateful for this wonderful and extraordinary life I get to live every single day.

Happy Tuesday.  And I promise to keep writing.









The Journey

One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
kept shouting
their bad advice —
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
“Mend my life!”
each voice cried.
But you didn’t stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy
was terrible.
It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do —
determined to save
the only life you could save.”
― Mary Oliver


2 thoughts on “currently

  1. Hannah J. says:

    I love that last picture of y’all! Also, that picture of the woman reading to her kids–that will be me soon. Oh dear.

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