Gene paid me an unusual compliment yesterday. “Hey you’re keeping your flowers alive this year”, he said. It made me feel good, because it’s true: I have zero green thumbs. And yes, my flowers are alive, not thriving, but alive, and that’s what counts in my book. Of the three rows of carrots I planted, one survived. Not one row, one carrot. I’m not sure if I should pamper it or pull it out. I’m on round number two with pepper plants because the original ones didn’t make it. I have three half rows of green beans instead of the three full rows I planted. On the upside, I have three healthy looking squash plants and that’s funny since I didn’t plant any squash. Oh well. I’m not sure why I torture myself this way. I guess the reason is when I’m finally done and have my green beans in the freezer, I can think, “boy I feel like a virtuous woman”.
Speaking of virtuous women, I was reminded yesterday during church of the Proverbs 31 women. So I took a little peek at her. And I was reminded again of my love/hate relationship with her. I wonder why so much attention is given to the things she does instead of her heart. I wonder since she’s so busy does she have time for her children? I wonder if it ticks her off that her husband can bum around at the gate while she’s out buying fields. I guess most of all she intrigues me, because I’m not sure if she exists. On the other hand, I would definitely recommend a woman like that to my son too. Now before you get all worked up about my warped view of her, I’ll say this: She is an inspiration to me, and she’s a frustration to me. I’m actually learning to have a little more faith because of her. Faith that there is a good reason God let her in the Bible, not just to tick me off or make me feel like a failure, something more. And in case you’re wondering, yes, I have had this fixation on her for quite a while now. I keep thinking I need to do an in-depth study on her to put it to rest once and for all.
End with some pictures of my kids. Seriously I never knew I had such strong maternal genes. Sometimes I love my kids so much my heart feels like it will explode. Other times, oh well, we won’t go there. I guess today is one of those days I look at my little boy and girl and “I want to squish you guys to pieces!”.
This is what she does all day: Plays with the kittens. And yes, she gets filthy.
This is what he does all day: Rolls around in his walker. He loooves it.
I love this picture, they’re both cracking up.
I had to add this one, because she is wearing
my old dress. Her little mind can almost not
comprehend that I once fit into that dress, she
thinks it’s too cool!
So long, see you next month!
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I’m sooo glad I’m not the only one who inwardly “hates” (?) “HER”. I loved your thoughts. They made me think…maybe I will have to do an indepth study too. She really does intrige me.
Any garage sales lately? I’m done for now. Manly because I have too much stuff. But come Fall I will have the “itch” once again.
this whole thing made me laugh.
honestly i just love your kids. i dont think galen has got such a big bang out of a kid as he did in elana, really ever. i cant wait to show him that last shot– he will die. 🙂 so cute.
hey, atleast you HAVE a garden. you can count yourself one notch more virtuous than me right now. …the “proverbs 31” woman, well, she is a stuff of dreams. 🙂 the one the woman dream of being and the one the men dream of marrying. sigh. fun to think about though.
What a good post, I loved it. I don’t have a green thumb either. This year I actually got marigolds (normally I hate them, but they had this off-white color that I thought looked kinda pretty) because I thought these will surely thrive and be very hardy. Well, they didn’t look very good for a long time, but I think they’re actually snapping out of it. Btw, God must have a plan for that carrot plant! 🙂 Your kids look just like you, and I must say they are very cute!
loved your post. Shnuck kids and hey, even though i don’t get to talk to you much Elena still calls me kinda faithfully, maybe one of these times she will get the courage to say something.