February 2012
22 posts
In which I offer to pick up something at the store...
me: I'm willing to [pick up something at the grocery store] for you, but probably not for other people. They have cars and stuff.
David: Hahaha. Right
me: (But I'm happy to get stuff for you.)
David: No wasn't going to volunteer your services. Thank you
me: Oh, sure. Just in case word got out that Catie was being nice today.
David: Oh no the stories I tell involve the sucking of marrow and grinding of bones into meal. Trying to help uphold your image
me: I appreciate that
Lists.
Things I’m sick of this week:
Christian articles about being single
Christian articles about being married
Whatever is going on with my dishwasher
Exercising self-control
Editing bios
Waiting on the United States Postal Service
Budgeting
Election-speak
Things I’m excited about/thankful for this week:
Thyroid function
Orchids
Big projects at work wrapping up
Rereading...
In which I'm depressing to live with.
B: I think I might run by the brewery real quick and check in with Chris. Is that cool with you?
Me: Totes. I'm just going to put on a charcoal mask and curl up with my new book about endocrine disease.
B: ... Please don't do that.
Me: What?
B: Talk about the parts of your life that are sad. It depresses me.
Me: What's depressing? I like my pores refined. And you know how fascinated I am by glandular disorders right now.
B: Ugh, I don't know what's more sad--your bedtime rituals or the fact that you don't know how sad your bedtime rituals are.
lauracricket replied to your quote: Our union is like this: You feel cold, so I reach…
You may also like this: Do you not see that you & I are as the branches of one tree? With your rejoicing comes my laughter; with your sadness start my tears. Love, could life be otherwise with you & me? - Tzu Yeh, tr. by Bruce Lee
Lovely! Thank you!
“Our union is like this:
You feel cold, so I reach for a blanket to cover our...”
– Our Union, by Hafiz (via)
This weekend
has been one of the best weekends in history for me and for my family. God is so good. So, so good. If it was possible to explode from joy, they’d be finding pieces of me until the world ends.
Profoundly thankful.
Today, all day, I have been in a deeply grateful mood. I woke up feeling overwhelmingly thankful for the things that were in front of me: my husband, the warm blankets on my bed, the snow outside my window … and it continued throughout the day as blessings piled up: I got to lie in bed for a few hours and read and sip coffee in the morning stillness. A very exciting package showed up on my...
“New York
November 10, 1958
Dear Thom:
We had your letter this morning. I...”
– John Steinbeck, in a letter to his teenage son who was away at boarding school
John Steinbeck has never been a great favorite of mine. I can appreciate his genius, but I’ve never been inclined to spend much time with him. After reading this letter to his son, so full of love and...
