I’ve been reading Jennifer Fulwiler’s blog again recently, and I love her “7 quick takes” idea – posting each Friday about random things that have been going on in the week. I tried to keep up with the Simple Woman’s Daybook for a while, but it started getting tough, answering the same questions week after week, and trying to think of something we were listening to, or reading, or working on in school that people would be interested in. Now I can just post arbitrary randomness that nobody is interested in. :)
This week I received an answer to two questions I’ve been mulling over lately. First, how does Manuela know all of the same songs I know? I’d expect her to know the songs that have been out since she’s lived in the States, but how is it that I’ll sometimes catch her humming songs that go all the way back to third and fourth grade? As it turns out, Germans love American music. They don’t understand any of the lyrics, but according to Manuela, they sing right along, anyway! That’s something I would dearly love to hear. Can’t you just imagine karaoke night with the Germans?
I’ve also been secretly wondering whether my friend Amy will shave her legs for her special “Celebrating Marriage” photo session. I knew she didn’t usually shave, but I didn’t know she didn’t shave EVER. We got into this conversation the last time all of us girls were together and her jaw hit the floor when she found out that the rest of us shave not only our legs, but also our toes (incidentally, I was greatly relieved to find out that I’m not the only one who feels the need to shave my man-toes.) We had a therapeutic conversation about uni-brows and mustaches, and the emotional scars caused by being called “gorilla girl” and “spider legs” in elementary school that have led us to this sorry, shaven state. We came to the conclusion that I’d make a lousy contestant on the TV show Survivor. I can only bring three things? Forget a knife or an axe or a book on the local flora and fauna. Who needs matches, anyway? I’m bringing a razor, some tweezers, and Sally Hansen’s Creme Facial Bleach.
I’ve been craving peanut butter, lately. I mean, really craving it. Envisioning myself sitting on the couch with a spoon and a Sam’s Club sized jar of it, going all Gollum-ish if any of the kids dare to ask for a bite. I’ve been trying to factor copious amounts of peanut butter into my diet, but I don’t think there’s room in my caloric allowance for 214 tablespoons of Skippy (which, incidentally, is the number of tablespoons found in a 6lb jar of Sam’s Club peanut butter. I know because I did the math.)
Manuela and I are taking most of August off, which means my kids might get re-acquainted with parts of my face that have been hidden behind a computer screen, lately. The other day, I overheard my oldest pretending to be me. She turned to her sister and said: “I’m typing an email to let them know I’m on the phone and I’ll get back with them in a little while.” It’s time for a break.
Speaking of a break, I’m going to take this month to try and “get my house in order.” Almost a year ago, I felt God prompt me to begin keeping a more strict schedule with my day, keeping a “chore” list just like the kids and doing the same thing, each day, at mostly the same times. Did I do it? Noooo. Today, I read a blog post that really tugged at my heart. The author writes:
If we are wise, we create routines for ourselves, much as students create class and study routines for themselves and working men and women have routines for accomplishing the tasks of their employment. These routines hold us accountable to make certain that what needs to be done does get done, and it also helps us to work more efficiently throughout the day. A big difference being at home full-time and working full-time is that, while school or employment may impose a schedule upon most students and employees, we homemakers are required to create our own routines and hold ourselves accountable to our own schedules. This is both a blessing and a challenge, as anyone who tries it will find.
She goes on to say:
What sort of environment do you want this home to be? Who lives in your home? Who visits? What is the culture of the home that you desire to create? For, indeed, you are creating a culture, whether you will or no. One of the most glorious things about being a full-time homemaker is that you have the time and inclination to be purposeful about envisioning the home culture you would like to have, as well as the resources to actually create it!
(Read the full article Here)
A routine of any sort has been sorely lacking in our home for… well, I don’t think we’ve ever had a routine of any sort. I hope to change that. If any of you have suggestions for routines that have worked for your family, I would LOVE to hear them!
Speaking of the sorry state of my house, and complete lack of routine and structure, here’s to keeping it real: