Recovering Noah

I'm going to take a bit of a blogging break. The truth is that I just haven't felt like blogging much since getting back from India. I know, I know. India . Did any of you roll your eyes? I know it's all I seem to blog about anymore, but I can't help it. That trip did something to me unexplainable. It made me really want to search for a purpose in my life.. something besides just hiding behind a computer all day. It made me realize how lucky I am - how blessed I am - how fortunate I am with my family and my children and my house and just everything around me. And I don't want to squander all that by putting my attention and sole focus on a little 12 x 10 screen. It's not so much blogging that I'm running away from... it's the computer. It sucks me in and takes up all my time. I find that I can sit behind the computer for hours on end and read 100 blogs and 25 online magazines and newspapers from every country. And all the while dishes are sitting dirt...

I don't know how many of you follow this blog - http://www.kissesfromkatie.blogspot.com/ - but you should! She only updates a couple of times a month, so it won't take a lot of your time. But the time you spend reading her blog will truly change you. Her recent blog post really spoke to me and I felt compelled to send it to a few friends. Then I thought, " Why not let everyone see this? Everyone needs to see it ." I don't know how old Katie is - 20 or 21 - but she moved to Uganda (on her own) and adopted 10 children. Her recent blog post is about the sacrifice she made and how much she had to give up... but she did give it up because she felt it was what the Lord was telling her to do. Her faith just blows me away. It's a really touching, moving post and I hope you'll all stop by to read it. http://www.kissesfromkatie.blogspot.com/

I wonder how many Texan bloggers have blogged about the snow today. It's beautiful. Simply beautiful. And, yes, despite what you witness in the video... we are STILL going to make snow ice cream. (hee hee)

Look what I've been able to wake up to for the last two days.... Noah has decided that there's no place he'd rather sleep than nestled between the two people who love him more than anything in the world. I mean, honestly, how many 8 year old boys do you know that love to crawl into bed with their parents? Or come up to them with their arms raised up so that they can be picked up and hugged? Or crawl into their laps for cuddles and kisses? While most 8 year olds are discovering sports or video games or deciding that their friends are way cooler than their parents... I have a son who still thinks I'm the bees knees.... and will probably do so for the rest of his life. There was a time when that would've depressed me. When the thought that Noah might never live on his own or get married or have friends or hold a job would just make me feel like I was drowning in a black hole - and it would just send me straight to bed with the covers pulled up. But, ...

I'm thinking that if maybe I make a commitment to posting certain things then maybe I'll actually get into the swing of blogging again. However, I am acutely aware that I made a commitment ages ago to show pictures of " our-bedroom-closet-turned-into-Nandi's-room " and the " I'm-Bringing-Back-the-Rachel-Haircut " that I got months and months and months ago that grew out months and months and months ago. So, perhaps this whole commitment thing may not actually work. But I'll give it a try. Speaking of haircuts... well, it turns out that I DO have a flock of lice (yes, some friends actually had a discussion online about what a group of lice/louse are called) and I ended up chopping off about 5 inches off my hair. Hey, I nearly pulled a Britney, so 5 inches is a good compromise. So, here's what I'll be talking about this week. And I know it may not really interest any of you, but I promised my husband that I'd give his ear a rest and st...

Ooooh, a challenge. And one that requires brevity! Do you think I can do it? It's 6:27 am. Let's try. Let's face it. My blogging has become ridiculous - practically nonexistent lately. I don't know where all the time has gone. Plus, I am still getting over the most baffling jet lag in the entire history of the world. It's beyond anything I've ever experienced in my life. I think I must've been bit by a mosquito or something that causes you want to sleep all day, mope all night, and consume copious amounts of bread and cheese. (Something that I'd given up several months ago... so it must be some sort of rare and obscure Indian mosquito bite, right?) I'm also convinced that my hair is being overtaken with lice... but no one can find any eggs... which means all the infertile lice in India made my head their home b/c I know something is in there. Please excuse me while I remove myself from the keyboard to scratch my head. It takes both hands. (How many...