Thursday, April 26, 2012

I Love Ya' Tomorrow!

Tomorrow is Friday - one of my two favorite days of the week.  On Mondays and Fridays I do housework, errands, gardening, lunches with friends, and catch up on projects - all of my favorite things.  Fridays are especially nice because Wade and I spend Friday evenings together.  Tomorrow is going to be especially, especially nice because we are going on a double date with some really fun friends.

I love the promise of the word tomorrow.  You know the song 'Tomorrow' in 'Annie'?  I'm pretty sure it actually says 'Tomorrow!  Tomorrow! I love ya' Tomorrow!  You're only a day away!' but I like to sing it 'Tomorrow!  Tomorrow!  I love ya' tomorrow!  You're always a day away!'  That's a true procrastinator's song, don't you think?

I do love that tomorrow is always a day away.  Tomorrow always holds the promise of being better than today.  Maybe tomorrow I'll actually finish cleaning my house.  Maybe tomorrow I'll make that apron I have cut out.  Maybe tomorrow I'll get the top soil put on the garden.  Or the clothes from the drycleaner.  Or maybe even get my whole to do list done.  That's the thing about tomorrow.  Anything's possible.

It's always a day away!

Monday, April 23, 2012

Tattoos

I am raising hippies at my house.

I'm not real sure how that happened because their dad and I are pretty conservative in most ways. I am a little bit of a Jesus freak and I don't really care that much what people think (or I like thinking that's true) but my values are pretty mainstream conservative. That is unless you consider my views on immigration (pro amnesty - I know, I know) and the environment (I think we should take good care of our planet and if corporations won't do so. I think they should be made to do so by government).  If you think that's liberal, then I'm cool with that being liberal.

This is my daughter.


That is a nose ring.  And she wants to dred lock her hair.  We said no to the dreds.  We had to draw the line somewhere.  She plans to get a tattoo and dreds on her 18th birthday.  My husband has encouraged her to do it because he says it will save him a boatload of money that he was planning to pay for college.  I'm not sure what I think about that.  I'd be more on board about the dreds than the tattoos because even if she has to shave her head to get rid of them, it's still not permanent.

I wouldn't get a tattoo for a lot of reasons.  For one thing, I'm a complete wimp and I'm pretty sure that would HURT! I don't even eat spicy food because of my moral conviction that if it hurts you shouldn't eat it.  This conviction includes activities.  In general the 'no pain, no gain' crowd and I don't hang out.  Also, I am old enough to remember how many favorite colors, quotes, shapes, and sayings I have had in my forty plus years.  I'm so glad those things weren't indelibly printed on my body.  I like being free to change my mind.  To me a tattoo limits my freedom of choice.

My daughter wants to get the globe printed on her back.  It's actually quite a lovely tattoo, as those things go . . .
But I'm not convinced she will always want that showing through her t-shirts and her formal dresses. I might have wanted it on my back at one stage or another but not now and guess what? It would still be there!

I think it's likely that tattoos are just a way for adolescents to say "I'm different than you" to their parents.    If that is the case, I got that message a LONG time ago.  She definitely is different from me in so many wonderful ways.  Time will tell if tattoos will be one of those ways.  I hope not, but at some point it will be her decision and if she goes ahead with putting permanent art on her body, I might even think it's pretty.

Sunday, April 22, 2012

I May Be Back!

I really can't believe it's been four and a half months since I blogged. Then again, I've had a hard time keeping track of time lately so I guess it has been. For example, how long have we lived in this house? I'm pretty sure it's been a year and a half but it seems like at least three years. How old is Charlie? He'll be four in June but he seems two to me, while it also feels like I have had him forever. Charlie got a hair cut while I was away. He really needed one. Bless his poor, pitiful, filthy heart! This is the before picture:
But Tiva, his groomer, made him happy again. Yay for Tiva!
A couple of weeks ago our daughter and I went to Wheaton College to let them wow us and WOW us they did!
Wheaton is a lovely college that has produced many well known missionaries and evangelists as well as being the alma mater of some of our favorite people. Our daughter wants to be a missionary and we think Wheaton would be a great fit. They are a relatively small college in a cute town that is close to a big city. Wheaton is a thirty minute train ride from Chicago, where we had a wonderful time.

We took the train into the big city.


We ate great pizza.


We explored Millennium Park


and had a great time checking out the people and architecture. Chicago is a great city. When I think about Micayla going so far away (twenty hours by car), I feel a little sad but I also know she will more than likely live really, really far away after college. At least if she is in Chicago we can use frequent flyer miles to get home every once in a while.