Daybook: First of July

Outside My Window

It’s hot, humid, and horribly sticky.

 

I am Listening to

The sound of vuvuzelas. It’s all soccer, all the time, around here lately. When there isn’t a match being played and it sounds quiet, there’s an app for that;-) and Nicky appears to have downloaded it to every iPod in the house.

 

 

I am so Grateful for

I’ve always meant to join Ann’s gratitude community but never got organized to do the posts on time. Ann told me that this Daybook is my gratitude journal. So, with that kind of encouragement, here’s my list for the last few weeks:

1)   Morning quiet 

2)   Mike had two days off in a row.

3)   Date night at a new Asian Fusion restaurant with amazing tuna sushi

4)   A clean house

5)   A clean heart

6)   A clean slate

7)   Gracie. Gracie is spending the summer with us. We’ve created a new blog category called “Summer of Grace.” It’s especially for Gracie’s mom, who is in Colorado, missing her something fierce. I don’t know how long Gracie will be here. Maybe just for the summer. Maybe for much longer. And so, I seek to cram everything I can into this summer—to make it the little-girl summer of our dreams-- because I know not if we’ll pass this way again. And even as I hurl myself headlong into living life to its fullest with this child, I brace myself because I know the sting of goodbye and it might be right around the corner. Come to think of it, this summer is a microcosm of every intentional life with children, isn’t it?

8)   A long, long talk with Bobby, where, among other things, he shared with me some lessons on public criticism and perfectionism and friendship. He’s grown such much and I am ever grateful for him in our lives.


I'm Pondering

Blessedness does not lie in knowing something about God, but rather in possessing God within oneself. ~St. Gregory of Nyssa

 

I am Reading
Praying the Mass—this a must have for every Catholic household as we look to embrace the changes in the Roman Missal.

Rome and the Eastern churches—not an easy read, but a necessary one.

 

 

I am Thinking

That taking time away from the internet was a very, very good thing.

 

I am Creating

A  haven at home, one that welcomes big kids and little kids, both my own and the ones that come my way for a just a little while.

 

On my iPod

My Audio School. What a blessing! What a huge, huge blessing.

 

Towards a Real Education

‘reading, ‘riting, ‘rithmetic and a Family Bible Study. Simple. Worthwhile. Enduring. And yes, we are going to share the Bible Study. Look for it around the beginning of August.

 

Towards Rhythm and Beauty

Dear Sweet Lord, You have impressed upon me how important the rhythm of sleep is. Please teach me how to get it. The rhythm, I mean. And the sleep. Amen.

 

Here’s the deal: Michael trains until 10:45 and then drives home, arriving around 11:30. Paddy trains until 10 and Mike brings him home, around 10:30.Christian leaves for work at 6:45 some mornings and comes home as late as 9:30 some evenings. Nicky is up at 7. He and Stephen going running at 7:15. Sarah follows shortly thereafter (with the waking, not the running). I’ve taken to rising around 5, sometimes even a little earlier, in order to frontload my day with quiet, prayer, and exercise. There are an awful lot of us, each with his or her own rhythm. Makes it hard to sleep. Ever.

 

To Live the Liturgy

I have been reading and reading and reading about liturgy. But more than that, I have been praying liturgy. Really, the praying is more fruitful than all the reading about in the world.

 

I am Hoping and Praying

For Gracie’s mom.

In the Garden

We’ve picked our first Sungold tomatoes. It looks like our basil has dodged the dreaded blight, so far. The roses are rockin’! Oh my goodness! They are glorious! We have vases of roses all over the house, all the time.  We have a never-ending supply of fallen rose petals for our mudpie kitchen. And I never tire fresh roses.

Around the House

I’m puttering. The house has been clean since the internet break began (hmmm, is there a message there, perhaps?). So, I’ve been puttering and tinkering and thinking about big projects, but not so much doing them, because Mike has some huge projects going on at work. I need to hold off on creating chaos at home until they are well in hand. January, I’m looking at you!

 

From the Kitchen

 The summer menu is happening around here. And there’s an abundance of summer fruit. We haven’t done too much picking this season. Our van is not so road-worthy that it wants to carry us all out to the orchard and we don’t all fit in the other car. But Costco is well stockedJ

 

One of My Favorite Things

Thunderstorms. I love thunderstorms in the summer. I loved them when I managed swimming pools and it meant we got to shut it all down and hunker in the guard house playing…I love it now when it means certain respite from the heat and a cooling darkness in mid-afternoon. I love the sounds and the wind and the fact that my plants can always use the rain. Bring it on!

 

Sarah Annie this week

It’s been two months since my last daybook. My baby isn’t so baby any more. She walks and talks. She flirts. She plays “babies” with her sisters. She “helps” me cook dinner. She burrows herself ever more deeply into my heart.

 

A Few Plans for the Rest of the Week

We’re planning a  4th of July bash on the 3rd of July. Our neighborhood fireworks are that night and they are very well seen from our backyard. Cookout, hangout, lookout.

 

My house has  a revolving door lately! Stephen and Paddy spent a week at soccer camp. The day after they came home, Mary Beth left for the beach with a friend. When she returns, Michael will go to the beach with a friend. When he comes back, Christian will leave for the beach with a friend. And then, I think Paddy goes again. There’s a whole lot of missing going on with these little ones.

 

Picture thoughts:

Michael's biggest fans critique his latest piece for USAToday

  
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Daybook for Mother's Day

Outside My Window

There are all kinds of flowers eager to burst into bloom. It’s truly the height of spring.

 

I am Listening to

Elmo’s song.

 

I am so Grateful for

1.)    Dear local friends who have made me take care of me this week and come along to add a lot of laughter and good advice to the adventures.

2.)   Spanx.

3.)   A big brother, who dropped everything on a Friday night to rescue his younger brother and to offer encouragement in what is an increasingly discouraging challenge …

4.)  Bifocal contact lenses. What a great, great invention! I only have one ear, so keeping reading glasses on while I looked down to read was darn near impossible. God bless the person who invented these little gems.

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I'm Pondering

We fall, we step back, we step forward, we feel embraced, we feel abandoned, we feel energized, we feel slammed on the ground. We feel paralyzed and puzzled. We feel – accidie.

It’s okay.  Just – and here is the lesson of monastic life – keep praying. Keep letting yourself be shaped by the Psalms. Keep serving and working. Pay attention. ~Amy Welborn

 

I am Reading
lots of books on St. Benedict. I plan to make a list of them in another post and perhaps to annotate, but I wanted to take a moment here to talk about this prompt and others. I tell you honestly what I’m reading or wearing or cooking or whatever. I don’t edit myself much, mostly because my daybook is where I gather my own thoughts. I sometimes pretty much forget you’re reading. But you are. And so are other people. Some of them write to tell me they disapprove of what I’m reading or wearing or cooking (or cleaning even). It is my challenge to learn to listen to those criticisms without having them rock my world.

 

I mention what I’m reading, knowing that most of you understand that reading is a process by which we understand better people who are not ourselves. We are called to make believers of all nations. We are called to be salt and light to the world. I don’t think we can do that very effectively if we don’t listen to anyone who isn’t just like us. (Note: I also talk to strangers in the grocery store and at the ballpark and find what they say to be very interesting.) And I think that you all can think for yourselves. You are not going to assume that everything I read is the gospel. Actually, nothing I read except for the gospel is the gospel. All I can assure you of is that if I’m reading it, it’s making me think. Sometimes, I never get around to telling you what I think. I finish a book and move on and that’s that. You never know if I thought it was good or bad or weird. Because, I sometimes forget I was telling you about the book at all. So, “I am reading” (or eating or wearing) means just that—I’m doing it. It doesn’t mean I’m telling you to do it. Or even that it’s good. It just means I’m recording an honest snapshot of my imperfect, always seeking life.

 

I am Thinking

About  how hard it is to write when I know that every word is being judged and scrutinized and people are waiting and watching for me to fall. And fail.

 And I will.

We always do.

 

I am Creating

Lesson plans. Lots of lesson plans. We’ve been writing like crazy, but none of us at Serendipity has posted anything. We’re doing some serious discerning about sharing. See the two prompts above.

 

On my iPod

Acedia and Me. I was going write about this, but I’m kind of burned out on it right now. Amy Welborn has a good review here.

And the Anchoress, here.

 

Storybooks from touchoo.com

 

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Towards a Real Education

We are test driving a Family Bible Study and a new plan for the Liturgical year this week. I’m looking forward to having these two components be the core of our studies this year. It has been very therapeutic to work with some dear friends to craft these plans. Even if they remain forever private, they are better for having been born of the need to stop and hear God in the voice of the liturgy.

 

Towards Rhythm and Beauty

I have been giving thought to the way I look around the house day in and day out. Do I walk with rhythm and beauty? Or do I drag through my days looking like I just woke up? I’m working on this in a big way lately, with lots of encouragement from my friends (the ones who regularly see me looking like I just woke up;-).

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I am wearing

Earrings, again. I finally got my ears re-pierced. And I got bifocal contacts. Quite the week for self-care, last week was.

To Live the Liturgy

It is a paradox of human life that in worship, as in human love, it is in the routine and the everyday that we find the possibilities for the greatest transformation. Both worship and housework often seem perfunctory. And both, by the grace of God, may be anything but. At its Latin root, perfunctory means "to get through with," and we can easily see how liturgy, laundry and what has traditionally been conceived of as "women's work" can be done in that indifferent spirit. But the joke is on us; what we think we are only "getting through" has the power to change us, just as we have the power to transform what seems meaningless--the endless repetitions of a litany or the motions of vacuuming a floor. What we dread as mindless activity can free us, mind and heart, for the workings of the Holy Spirit, and repetitive motions are conducive to devotions such as the Jesus Prayer or the rosary...

~Kathleen Norris

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I am Hoping and Praying

For a child for whom life itself is a constant challenge. I am humbled by his holy struggle.

In the Garden

It’s true what they say about wave petunias—they spread like crazy! I am so looking forward to a whole bed of purplish pink!

Around the House

 I think it’s time to shop for rugs. The wood throughout echoes and oh how loud it is here!

 

From the Kitchen

Fish tacos. Mike doesn’t like them at all. I think they’re awesome. Mike’s rarely here on a Friday night. Works for both of us.

 

One of My Favorite Things

Girls day out. I took my first one in five years last week. It’s a happy memory.

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Sarah Annie this week

 She has decided that Stephen is her favorite. She calls him all the time.  We all call Stephen “Super” (it’s short for Superman). Sarah Annie can’t say Super. She calls him “Pooper.” Poor Stephen.

 

A Few Plans for the Rest of the Week

I just got the to the end of a Mother’s Day Daybook and haven’t mentioned Mother’s Day at all. Mike’s in Utah. Yesterday was the book signing and so the week kind of geared up to that. Today, Stephen plays an hour south of here in the morning and Nicky plays 1  1/2 hours north of here in the afternoon. Sarah and Karoline both have fevers and Christian still has pneumonia. I have no idea how this day is going to work. So…any personal consideration of Mother’s Day slipped my mind until I noticed a whole bunch of pink construction paper happening all over my house last night. We have no specific Mother’s Day plans. But we have a lot of kids—no doubt something will materialize.

Some real life planning and curriculum testing with Marisa later in the week.

 

 

Picture thoughts:

 

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"Pooper" and Sarah Anne

 
 

Daybook for the Beginning of May

Outside My Window

There is a soccer game about to begin. I’m sitting in the rec center, soaking up the last of the cool comfortable air before assuming my position in the 90 degree heat next to artificial turf which will make it feel like 110.

 

I am Listening to

Rec Center noises.

 

I am so Grateful for

I’ve always meant to join Ann’s gratitude community but never got organized to do the posts on time. Ann told me that this Daybook is my gratitude journal. So, with that kind of encouragement, here’s my list for last week. Last week was quite a week

1.)    My husband won an Emmy Award as Director of Pardon the Interruption. And then, Christian’s godfather won two Emmys for camera work on a long feature and a tease. Interestingly, my children all took to their cameras last week and videos were multiplying in my house like mushrooms in the rain. Patrick and Mary Beth collaborated here.

2.)   On Wednesday, Mary Beth and Patrick were confirmed. It was everything I’d every hoped and prayed.

3.)   On Thursday, I marked a bittersweet anniversary in the company of good friends.

4.)  And then, on Friday and Saturday, our new book began to make its way out into the world…

I'm Pondering

Perfection consists in being what God wants us to be. ~St. Therese

 

I am Reading
lots of books on St. Benedict.

 

I am Thinking

About how I spend my time online. Again. Over the past few years, I’ve come to cherish quiet and a place of my own. And then I think about how Pope Benedict has called us to be the soul of the internet. What does that mean? Certainly, it is a matter for prayer.

 

I am Creating

Lesson plans. Lots of lesson plans.

 

On my iPod

 

 

Towards a Real Education

This week, we move back into a more bookish rhythm. It has grown quite hot outside and the transition towards indoor pursuits during the heat of the day will be a welcome one.

Towards Rhythm and Beauty

Giving lots of thought to our summer routine. Gracie will be back among us, so I want to pay especial attention to plans for little girls. I think we’re going to make the summer a Little Flowers camp sort of thing and do two wreaths over the course of the summer.

 

To Live the Liturgy

As I think about time and how we manage ourselves in time, I am ever more aware that truly living the liturgy of the hours is the best way I can live authentically in God.

 

I am Hoping and Praying

That I can remember that we are all in need of healing, and so not let the words of others pull the scabs off my own wounds.

In the Garden

Mike and the boys worked really hard in the garden on Saturday. New soil was trucked in and weeds were obliterated. They built up the beds and put in some edging material. Our strawberry plants are full of green fruit and sweet white flowers. The roses all have buds and Karoline brought me the first rose of the season yesterday. Newly planted petunias promise to bring us a summer full of color and the peonies are truly about to burst into bloom.

Around the House

The house is pretty clean, top to bottom. On Friday, Mike announced he might like to go down to the basement this weekend. He put the fear of God in his progeny. Next thing I knew, big people and little people were moving mountains down there. At one point, they imported neighborhood teenagers to help. No doubt the order of things makes sense only to them and I will have some work to do, but it’s progress. I think.

 

From the Kitchen

A cookout today after soccer: hamburgers, hot dogs, baked beans, potato salad, fruit salad, avocado salad, and those amazing Pioneer Woman mocha brownies.

 

One of My Favorite Things

The first Mass of the day on Sunday. I love the early morning walk to church. I love the whole idea of starting the week with an early beginning before the tabernacle.

 

Sarah Annie this week

My little monkey wants climb all the time—at the playground (up the slide and the ladders), in the kitchen and the bathroom, and especially on the dining room table. Speaking of the dining room, she wants nothing to do with the high chair. That particular peculiarity is downright annoying.

 

A Few Plans for the Rest of the Week

Mary Chris and I are going shopping. That’s huge news for me. I love Mary Chris, but I don’t like shopping at all. Alas, I need clothing and the catalog buy and return drill isn’t very practical. So we will go shopping and she will make it fun (or at least keep me from crying).

 

Going to head back down to Bull Run to see how much it’s changed in the last couple of weeks.

Christian turns eighteen on May 6th. That's big.

 

Mike’s heading to Utah. He handles television for Real Salt Lake. He spends a lot of time in Utah. This time, however, he’ll come home with an MLS championship ring. An Emmy, a ring—the man has acquired more bling this week than in his entire lifetime.

 

I will be signing books at the Catholic Shop in Chantilly, Virginia from 1-4 on Saturday afternoon. I sure would love to see you there!

 

Picture thoughts:

 
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Daybook Confirmation Week

Outside My Window

All the dandelions have turned to wishing flowers.

 

I am Listening to

The Divine Mercy Chaplet

 

I am so Grateful for

The people who have prayed for Patrick and Mary Beth as they have grown towards this day

 

I'm Pondering

What to wear? "As God's chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience."


I am Reading
lots of books on St. Benedict.

 

I am Thinking

About my home a little differently these days. I wrote a little about it here—still working this one out in my head.

 

I'm Having a Kind Conversation about

Aging gracefully and gratefully.


I am Creating

Lesson plans. Lots of lesson plans.

 

On my iPod

I’m Alive

This song makes me cry this week. Twenty years ago, there was some question.

I’m grateful. So grateful. I’m alive and well.

 

Towards a Real Education

I guess this is the place to admit that we’re doing a whole lot of hanging out at parks and playgrounds. We’re on a serious tadpole watch. We’re soaking up the sunshine while it’s only dripping with pollen and not DC humidity. For the last few years, I’ve settled into the notion that April and May are natural breaking places for us. The soccer and dance schedules are intense. The weather is perfect. And it’s a great time to get my ducks in a row before homeschool conference buying season. So we’re playing and planning.

 

Mary Beth and I have nearly finished our plans for the second year of Literature for the Young Lady. We’re both so pleased with our work. Sharing very soon; I promise.

 

Colleen and I are thinking through Continents and Cultures for next year. We’ll share that, too, eventually.

 

Marisa and I are finding a contemplative mode to be what suits us as we incorporate the liturgical year into our intentional studies. This one we’re holding close for now. Maybe next year on the sharing.

 

And we’re all putting our heads together  (with a new friend, Anne) to pull together plans for a Family Bible Study.

So, we’re in planning mode. And playing. Lots of playing.

 

Towards Rhythm and Beauty

Following the planning theme, I am on a notebook roll. My notebooks needed serious revising as the roles in our family have changed, as the schedules have become even busier, as rhythm takes on a new meaning here. When I commit things—whether chore charts or ideas about vision for my family—to paper, they come alive for me. They settle into my being and they actually live. Weird, I know, but that’s the way it is. So, though I thought a homekeeping notebook was a static thing, to be done once and referred forever after, I am finding that a good bit of changes…

 

To Live the Liturgy

We are praying the St. Joseph novena this week and, most especially, we will celebrate a Confirmation Liturgy on Wednesday.

 

I am Hoping and Praying

That the Church will always be a place of Grace and Goodness, Hope and Haven for Patrick and Mary Beth

In the Garden

Peonies by Confirmation evening? Maybe?

Around the House

Things are presentable and orderly, comfortable and clean. I have no illusions of 24/7 perfection. To do that would require that we sacrifice creativity, community, and yes, competition (which I think is healthy and necessary here).

 

From the Kitchen

 I have the spring menu all polished up and grocery lists written. We’re going back to our one week menu plan. It seems like the spring begs this of me nearly every year. In other seasons, I cycle through two or even three weeks, but springtime demands utter simplicity.

 

One of My Favorite Things

This knife sharpener. Awesome. Absolutely easy and very, very effective.

 

Sarah Annie this week

My goodness, she so blooms! She twinkles great big eyes and chatters personality. She’s getting just a bit braver, letting go for a few steps more to walk alone. Already a little Mama, she totes around her doll “Zoe.” She sings to her, reads books to her, and changes lots of diapers. Darling girl. It’s fun to play babies with you, my baby.

 

A Few Plans for the Rest of the Week

Two soccer games way, way, ridiculously far away today--but not in the same place. Is it bad to pray for rain, until a weekend when Mike is home?

Mary Beth and Patrick will be confirmed Wednesday. That’s the big focus. Other than that, it’s soccer and ballet as usual, the playground twice a day, a weekly trip to Bull Run, another follow-up at the pediatrician, and I really, truly need to find time for a haircut. It’s been six months or so since I last visited my friend the hairdresser.

Confirmation party on Saturday, maybe? It’s frustrating to celebrate the sacrament so late at night. Mass starts at 7:30—not much we can do after that.

And, oh, I almost forgot! I’ll be eagerly awaiting the UPS man. He’s bringing me a very special box of books? Will you be getting one, too?


 

Picture thoughts:

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Big jumble of children and Godchildren: EVERYONE in the creek


 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 

Daybook from the Coffee Shop

Outside My Window

Is the parking lot. I am grabbing a few minutes of time to myself at Starbucks. So how about that?

I am Listening to

Jazz and the expresso machine

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I'm pondering

"If you have to choose between being right and being kind, always choose to be kind." Immaculee Illibigiza

 The more you think about this one, the more there is to think about.


I am Reading

some very sweet emails. I promise to write back, but it might be a few days:-)

From the Kitchen
transitioning the spring menu into summer...grilled maple-dijon glazed pork chops with creamed corn and asparagus were a real hit last week

I am Thinking

about silence and conversation. About boundaries and embraces. About activity and stillness.

I'm having a Kind Conversation about

sweet things to do to let your husband know how much he's loved.

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I am Creating

a lifetime of memories with my children. As I approach the twentieth anniversary of being diagnosed with cancer, I am overwhelmed with gratitude for the gift of just being here.

On my iPod

Books, not so much. I'm finding that my Kindle reading is not kind to my eyes. I really, really need to give in and go to the eye doctor. My eyes think I'm middle-aged.

Towards a Real Education

I'm finally looking towards next year. The plan is pretty simple and I'm detailing quite a bit in order to create a very big safety net. I think our lives might include some travel so I'm looking to make sure we're portable.

Towards Rhythm and Beauty

I'm working out some new bedtime routines. When I was on bedrest, Mary Beth fell into the habit of putting Katie and Karoline to sleep. The habit continued was Sarah Anne was tiny and then it just became a part of what we do. I'm reclaiming that time with my little girls. They need me. And I need them. And Mary Beth needs some time to herself at the end of the day.

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To Live the Liturgy

This week, we are praying the Divine Mercy novena and lulling small children to sleep at night with the chaplet, sung over and over. Still:-)

I am Hoping and Praying

for someone who could be on the brink of things bigger than ever imagined. For grace and strength and wisdom to know His will.

In the Garden
The peonies have shot up. The roses are full of buds. And we had a bumper crop of dandelions (they have a post of their own, tomorrow).

Around the House

I am trying to think creatively as we anticipate Michael's homecoming for the summer. He's going to be interning at USAToday and he'll work in the office and also at home. We're running out of quiet pockets and he's going to need one.

  
On Keeping Home
Totally re-worked my iCalendars. I was inspired by a thread at Kind Conversation to take another look at Mother's Rule of Life and at my homemaking notebooks. I haven't really had time to sit and gut those notebooks and then make pretty pages, but I am working to being very intentional in everything I do.

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One of My Favorite Things

Quiet.

Sarah Annie this week

Oh my goodness! This sweet baby has bloomed with the spring:-)! She still won't walk unless she's got a finger to hold onto, but she's talking up a storm. And if you hold her hand, she kicks a soccer ball, too. She loves, loves, loves chocolate and is having serious withdrawal from Easter candy. I am still in shock that a baby of mine even knows what chocolate is. Some things they say about the baby in big families are true.

A Few Plans for the Rest of the Week

There is a whole lot of soccer in the plan book this week. That means I will be in the car a lot. We're also going to head back to Bull Run (sans bluebells) for springtime nature study. There are some tadpoles that need chronicling, among other things.

And I'm going to sleep. I'm planning naps and early bedtimes. And I'm sticking to the plan.

Picture thoughts:

Karoline loves to twirl. This is her very favorite dress and we have to hide it sometimes just to keep her from wearing it every day.

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