My little Millie is sick and has been running a fever for the past couple days. Poor baby, she is so happy and acting really normal even with her temperatures. It is hard to be helpless when your little one is sick and I keep feeling a little reassured by the fact that she is eating, sleeping, and playing normally in spite of the very stuffy nose and rosy cheeked heat. I keep holding her close and shooting up a little prayer that she will recover soon. These girls are such precious gifts to me.
The girls were ecstatic to play in the snow a couple days ago and begged to make a snowman. There wasn't much snow but enough to make a doll sized little man with Jelly Belly facial features and a mop of long grass for his hair, which made Lyddie giggle hysterically. The snow was a nice change of scenery for a couple days before it all melted away with warm winds that have been sweeping through every since. Now everything is just soggy.
I have a movie recommendation for you: This Is Martin Bonner. It's on Netflix streaming. I am not very good at summarizing books and movies so I hesitate to try because I will never do it justice. It is a beautiful portrayal of our own brokenness- each one of us, but it does it in a way that isn't particularly gratuitous or celebratory of the brokenness, as some movies do. My caveat is that it has an R rating, presumably for some language and some pretty brief sexual content. It is really worth your time, especially if you enjoy slow-burning life-like movies, which we do.
It is challenging for me not to complain when the same piles of paper and clutter sit in the same place for days at a time because I just don't have time or energy to sort through them. They tend to be a reflection of how my mind is functioning; lots of clutter in the house means my brain is a little cluttered and unfocused too. Right now I have several piles in the house that have gathered over the past month. I went through two "collections" today, and cleaned out our root cellar (sigh... some mice were trying to have a party the last few nights but there wasn't much for them to access as it's all put away in tubs but they did leave behind proof of their visits...here's hoping we find some in the traps in the morning!). These things had been on my to-do list for three days straight (and before that just never got added to the list) so I was ridiculously proud of myself for getting them done, especially since I also did a few loads of laundry, made homemade pizza, nursed sick Millie, and got the house in some semblance of order. I don't know how I had such a productive day except maybe because I took a little nap mid-day which gave me a blast of energy.
KnitPicks catalogs always have the prettiest cover page and I always want to buy all the yarn. I eagerly pore over it when it comes in the mail each month. I think I might finish my Sugared Violets wrap this week if I work at it enough. It is so pretty that I just keep oooohing over it as I knit. I am such a nerd. Isn't there anything that you create that you are just inordinately proud of and eager to have someone join in your admiration? If so, share a comment or a link and I would love to admire along with you!
Even this post is the product of my cluttered mind. It probably means I need more sleep.