anyone want to run away with me? I am beyond ready to move my family to some island where we run a bicycle rental shop. Or wait . . . bicycles can be complicated. Let's go with beach umbrellas and floating islands. Maybe a kayak or two for the busy season. Seriously. If I had my family and some way to connect with my friends? (I think they'd come and visit. Especially if we offered them a discount on cabanas and kayaks.) I'd be good. I could home-school. Raise chickens and hopefully trade tourist rentals for some bread? John could be the village doctor? Yep . . . bring it!
Today was actually a lovely day. Halle had a playdate with her bestie. They got along beautifully. They had a sack race, an egg hunt, a snack lunch, played in the sandbox, swam in the hot tub . . . and Lord knows what else!
But work-wise? Ugh. That's all I can say. (But really . . . major UGH!)
Moving on . . .
We had a great Easter. We made it to church, which was grand. Fabulous sermon. Good music. It was crazy-crowded. My theory is this: we have a traditional sanctuary and a movie theatre that is used for the alternative service. On Easter, in particular (and Christmas, too); people tend to desire and crave the more traditional environment. Giving folks an option? Is not going to work. Your traditional services are going to be packed. Your alternative (movie theatre) services are not going to be packed. If you want to fit more people in, just take away the traditional option. Make people fit into 2-3 services at the movie theatre. Period. The end. No options.
After church, we had a traditional Beadle family blow-out. (Why do we tend to fight on holidays and vacations?)
Then some of us went and egg-hunted with some of our amazing friends.
Once home, I worked in the yard. John joined me. (AKA, reconciliation.) I seeded a bunch of wildflowers and planted a small tree and a small bush. And some ground cover. John mowed and trimmed and blowed. (Nothing dirty here . . . this was real yard work . . . no euphemisms!)
Going back even farther, we had a delightful Saturday. I yard-saled (shocker!) and scored a picnic basket and some new tights for Halle. (A local kids' store went out of business and they were trying to sell off more stock via their neighborhood yard sale. I was slightly irritated when I got home and realized that I actualy paid about 75% of retail value, not 75% OFF. Irritating!) I cleaned up the house and then headed out to my Mom's to BBQ and egg hunt. Once we returned, John and I left again to celebrate one of my very bestest friend's birthdays. Monk's (and the company) was delightful!
Even before Saturday? Friday was a good day too! I got a lot done. I finished our 2011 photobook (only four month into 2012). I took some senior portraits for a lovely young lady. And we enjoyed some long-awaited time and some delicious Tong Fong Low with good friends around our fire pit.
It's all (mostly) good. He is risen, indeed.
Now to get through this week. That has been a bit of a common theme for me of late, hasn't it? Getting through. Surviving. Waiting on the calendar to move past a certain date or event.
I will, however, say that regardless of the crap? (And there is a bit of it?) I am embracing the moments that come every day. Thankfully. The snuggles with my girl, the banter with my boy and yes, the connection with my husband. Good days or not.
Now let's hurry and get to, say . . . June 15th. It'll be easier by then.
Right?
