Like a School Girl - Part II

Laughter Fun Sunglasses (almost everyone) Food Sleeping Partners I don't want your 50 SPF Golf Carts Shopping, Returning, Shopping again, Return to Me Finishing (and not finishing) Books Groceries Goats Hockey Babies Deserted Islands The Right Friend to take take to a Party Defining Moments Dairy Queen Cakes Oreos "MOO" Plastic Surgery Pets Missed Conversations Texting Shuttles at 3:30?? Guacamole Trips for Coffee that take an hour Sweet Rolls Children Raising Boys and a Girl Being all that we are... and more Improving Aging Gracefully Inspiring Lottery Tickets Changing Nicknames Families Bus Trips Memories Miss American Angus Sleepless in Seattle Baby Showers Waking at 5:30 am Walking at 6:00 am Sun Worshippers Make Up Shopping Worshippers Cooking Food Network DVR Enchanted More Guacamole Washing Heifers Being "on top" of Everything Cleaning Ladies Laundry Rooms Orange Poppyseed Dressing from Safeway Gnocchni (or something like that) Surprises Amazing Women Amazing Moms Amazing Friends Conversations Recycled In Laws Conversations Designated Drivers Wine Phoenix Noodles Gate Codes Frogs and Rats

What is all this?

The making of the BEST Girls Weekend Ever!!!

I wonder this morning when KayDee will check my blog. I wonder if she knows how much I appreicate her graciousness?

I wonder if Ryan made 2nd or 3rd team in hockey (and if Lisa's stomach settled down).

I wonder how many things Lori got done before she went to work this morning.

I miss them already. These amazing, inspiring, lovely women who I call my life friends. Aren't I just the most blessed woman in the world to have them? I want to go back.

Lord, I pray for these women and their work. Lord, let them know how much they are loved and admired. Remind them today that they are the friends of a lifetime. Thank you, father, for the wonderful weekend. Help me, in the business of today and the days ahead, to remember the gifts of these friends. Amen

Like a School Girl...

It usually takes me a half hour to come awake fully. I always ask Mark to wake me 30minutes before I really need to get up. But Mark woke me, and I was up today. I was excited like a school girl.
See, this semester has been busy and a bit brutal. But today, NO WORK. I am going to Phoenix Arizona for a weekend with the "girls." Lisa, KayDee, Lori and I (but alas, no KYM and it won't be the same without her)...and we will talk, and read, and sit by the pool, and eat, and laugh and share. And I am so excited. I was not ready to repack my bags AGAIN for the 6th week in a row, but then this morning - those lifetime friendship beckoned me to relax and enjoy the weekend. Without a laptop?? Well, we will see!
And Lori and Lisa don't know that I am expecting - but it will be pretty obvious - so I am also excited to share (btw, we are due on September 22nd).
I love the memories of childhood, of friendships from days a long time ago now (coudl Oklahoma bus trip really be over 20 years ago)? I love the enduring friendships that last beyond marriages, moves, kids - based, truly, on one main thing...a shared past.
I can't wait. Must go and get the laundry!!!

Routines

I crave the routine of life. Throughout the last week we left for Saratoga, WY for 3 days for the CSU ranchs' bull sale. Home on Monday night, Left at 5:30 Wednesday morning for Park City, Utah, and home again last night. I am tired and craving the routine of life. I miss my home, I miss having time to do my job, I miss time to spend in the Word and in prayer, I miss time to clean my home and file the paperwork. I miss....lots. I have been carried away by lifes "trips" and not focusing on the important things.

Oh yea, and I am going to have a baby.

I know it must be normal to worry, but I worry a lot. I pray that things are ok and that we will have a healthy and happy child. I worry. I worry about getting the new position. I worry about having a baby and a new job. I worry that I can't do anything the way I really want to do it. I worry. Please tell me this is normal. Please tell me that this is the routine of life. I worry that time just rolls on and I fail to see the beauty in it. I worry.

But, I thank God for spring. The birds chirping, the trees budding, the sun with just a hint of heat in it. I anxiously await the summer for some time to think. And worry!