Wednesday, July 22, 2015

{phfr} - Late July Edition

If any of you follow me on Instagram, I apologize for my redundancy here on the blog.  What can I say?  I don't have much more than this right now.


On one of my husband's work trips a year or two ago, he was sent to a Pacific island and brought me back this pretty piece of coral.  He's traveling again this week and it seems like forever until he returns again (actually it's just until Monday, I'm pregnant and hormonal I need any other reason to be dramatic?) and this small thing has been a source of comfort.
I finally finished the little crochet bag I was working on (and I finished our project we started way back in Lent too!).  It's not a very useful bag, but I learned a lot...

...and my girls like it, so...Happy!
I don't have any funny pictures to show, so how about a little story.  When my husband is traveling I have a very difficult time sleeping.  I feel like I am perpetually on call, and really I suppose I am.  Every noise I hear wakes me up.  Every. Single. Noise.  It's been three days of this and I am TIRED.  So the first night Dan was gone, I had finally gotten to sleep.  Around 2:30 am I heard a noise that sounded a bit like Fritter, so I decided to get up and investigate.  Sure enough, there was my son coming back to his room from the kitchen.  "What are you doing?!" I asked in a not very calm at all way.  "Eating chocolate," was the answer I got.  "From where?!" again not so calm.  "From the fridge," as if I should have known that all along.
Apparently, my big boy had woken up in the middle of the night and had a bit of a hankering for chocolate syrup and so proceeded to drink some from the bottle before venturing back off to bed.
Yeah.  Funny.
My husband is gone, it's hot outside, our baby pool has a couple of big holes in it, so this is the best I could come up with for activity the other afternoon while I sat in the shade with ice water.  Pathetic, but they had fun and that's what matters.
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Friday, July 17, 2015

My Girls and Silliness

Yesterday I posted this picture to Instagram:
 What didn't get shown in the Instagram picture, mostly because of the way I had to crop it was the little "Band-Aid" on Sunflower's leg.  The girls had been playing outside while I was busy inside with Fritter's school (another post for another time).  Sunflower came inside to inform me that she had scratched her leg.  After a quick check from her busy mom, who honestly did little more than mumble a quick "You're ok.  Go outside please.", she went to her big sister.  Ladybug is always a devoted sister and so took matters into her own hands and created the orange tree leaf bandage you see in the picture below (of course I had time to take the picture, just not properly bandage her leg):
Necessity is the mother of invention, me thinks.  :)

Saturday, June 27, 2015

Balm To My Soul

When the weight of current events feels crushing, remember one thing that shouldn't surprise you: The antidote to what is huge, overpowering, and violent is that which is small, meek, and humble.  In this case, the remedy is found in the heart of your home.  Your own prayer, the prayer of your family, the life you live in union with the Church - will save the world. ~ Leila @ Like Mother, Like Daughter

These things matter!  I have to keep reminding myself that.


Tuesday, June 16, 2015

Unfinished (Mostly) Projects

Life is...crazy.  When you are sick for six weeks because baby number 5 is brewing, the house and everything else just gets put on hold.  And it seems that it might take me the rest of this pregnancy to dig out from the mess, just so I can be buried again after baby comes.  Oh well.  I suppose that is life.
So I thought I'd show you what I'm up against right now.  In my home are many people, and many people create many messes and many projects.  I am one of those mess/project makers myself, and rarely does anything get finished anymore.  Case in point:

The girls created these perler bead masterpieces weeks ago.  They have been sitting on my ironing board waiting to either be bumped into non-existence or ironed.  You decide which happens first.  Also note that if these have been on the ironing board for weeks, that probably means the iron hasn't been used at all in that time.

My mom came down for a visit and brought along boxes of junk childhood treasures.  My old Talking Mickey was one of the few things salvaged and most of the rest has been put in a pile out of the picture to be dealt with at whatever point we manage to have a yard sale.  Until then I have all of these piles to go through and find places for.  Can you say overwhelming?

This is my mending pile.  I think the kids will outgrow these clothes before I find time to actually mend them.

My sewing table is currently housing some of next years school books.  These are the ones I have yet to put away, because something needs to be done with them, ie. make copies, cut out the art postcards, ect.

How about something finished for a change?  I moved some things around and organized some things in the school room.  Mostly I needed to find room to put all of those new books.  This just was finished today.  Success!

Uh-oh.  But what's that I spy on top of a school room shelf?  It's our Lenten/Easter project waiting for the Resurrection scene to put it all together.  The kids have done their part.  I just have to do some cutting and putting it together.  Maybe it will be done by Christmas.

The light was bad when this picture was taken, but this is part of the reason for all the upheaval.  (The piano, not necessarily the girl.)  My dear husband went out and got us all a piano and the kids start lessons on Thursday.  Hurray!
Of course getting such a large piece of furniture in means having to make room for it.  In this case it meant moving couches and our prayer table.  But the icons and holy cards (above the couch) have not been moved yet.  This needs to happen soon.

This is half of a purse I am crocheting.  Not because I need a purse, of course, but because it is the next project in my learn to crochet book.  Can't skip anything!  Don't have time for anything!  Half of a purse it is!

The best thing my mom brought with her (besides herself of course) when she came was the china my grandmother left me when she passed away.  The hutch needed to be cleared out to make room for this very large, very beautiful set.  This was actually one of the first things to be finished and is very satisfying to look at when everything else around me is chaos.

Laundry.  Is it ever finished?

These peg dolls were part of a swap I did with our homeschool group.  And this little shelf was a yard sale find months ago.  I spray painted it, and tonight my husband hung it up for me.  So the dolls are up and another thing is finished and beautiful. (I painted St. Joseph in the second row, second to last doll).

This past week our kitchen faucet went kaput while in the middle of dinner clean-up.  (Of course).  So this is the mess my poor husband had to work around.  But I got to pick a new faucet out, so score!

And this was finished later that evening and I was able to complete kitchen clean-up. 
 So after this little walk through, I've realized that just about everything that has been finished is due to my dear husband.  Without him I'd be living in a half finished world.  :)

Thursday, May 21, 2015

{phfr} - In Random Order

I'm too lazy tired to rearrange pictures and make this post all snazzy like so I'll just let you pick which goes where (and if you follow me on Instagram, you may have already seen all of these.  Feel free to move along to some other blog.):
Yesterday I felt quite a bit better (thank you last forever morning sickness!) and had more energy.  My poor children have been wasting away in front of the tv or banished to the out of doors and have not had much from me lately.  So I pulled out the paints and let them have at it.  Of course I took pictures to prove that this does sometimes happen in our home, just in case they accuse me of artistic neglect when they are older.

Our homeschool group is doing a saint peg doll swap and I got to paint dear St. Joseph.  I have quite the affinity for him, so painting him was a blessing.  In between bouts of sickness, this is what I managed to get done.  I think he's kind of cute.

After laying on the couch for so long, I have developed a severe case of ennui.  This book is helping me battle back.

Our homeschool group had it's annual May Crowning in the park a few weeks ago.  It was a cool day (especially for Arizona in May!) complete with raindrops.  But even wind was not going to stop these children from bringing their flowers to our Blessed Mother and honoring her in the best way they could.

I love this picture.  I love how at only 11 weeks I can distinguish little arms and legs.  In another picture the profile is more visible.  But 11 weeks!  Wow!  And our little one was in there just kicking away, as safe and happy as could be.  God is so good.
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Wednesday, April 29, 2015

My Sunflower

I came across this song today and it made me smile.  This so describes my girl..


Sunflower smiling at the sun
Your time is gonna come
Keep your eyes on sunny skies
Your heart soars above the clouds
Sings a song out loud
For a brand new day - not so far away
Isn't it amazing - what you see
Isn't it amazing - what you do
Isn't it amazing - everything
Sunflowers in spring - they're just like you
Sunflower wipe away your tears
All your doubts and fears
You were born to fly - so high
Sunflower everybody knows
You're the one that grows in a sunny place
Such a happy face
Isn't it amazing - What you see
Isn't it amazing - what you do
Isn't it amazing - everything
Sunflowers in spring - they're just like you

Thursday, April 23, 2015

Couch Based Philosophy

What I read from the couch today (because that is about all I can manage to accomplish right now):

The most dangerous thing you can do is to take any one impulse of your own nature and set it up as the thing you ought to follow at all costs. There is not one of them which will not make us into devils if we set it up as an absolute guide. You might think love of humanity in general was safe, but it is not. If you leave out justice you will find yourself breaking agreements and faking evidence in trials 'for the sake of humanity', and become in the end a cruel and treacherous man.
-C.S. Lewis "Mere Christianity"

Sort of makes you think about the problems facing our society today, huh?

At least in the midst of morning sickness I can be challenged by great minds like C.S. Lewis. How I love books.