May 21, 2006

Sunday Morning

My children have amazing internal alarm clocks. No matter what, Daughter is up at 6 a.m. and Son is up at 7 a.m.

I especially love that they come into the bedroom while Husband and I are sleeping and then proceed to stare at us. I awake with a jolt to find a fuzzy pink blob with blonde hair staring at me. (I'm blind without my glasses.)

I have been giving thought to starting another blog, one I'm not telling anyone about. After everything that's gone down, I wish I hadn't told anyone about this blog, and so thought about going back to Blogsnot and blogging the way I wanted to in the first place. Not under the name GroovyVic, not blogrolling it here, and NOT telling friends and family about it.

But then I took a look at all the pens and paper I have around here and decided to just vent the old fashioned way.

We're starting to make our summer plans. Next month we're taking the younglings to see that "Science of Star Wars" thing, and I think we're going to have company over the 4th of July. Husband and I were also tossing around the idea of renting a cabin out in the middle of nowhere, something we've always wanted to do. Although, if you were to see where we live you'd say we already have a house in the middle of nowhere...and we can hike and do all kinds of nature things...who knows. Somehow our plans always fall through because of some family thing with the in-laws that is so earth shatteringly important that we must drop everything.

Got to get ready for church. I'm not in the mood.