Four years ago today, Paul and I were married. [Insert the time flies cliché here.] Seriously, it’s really hard to believe it’s been four years because this is my life now and that other life feels so very far away. Life is funny, y’all, and I know that’s not the first time I’ve said that here. I could never have predicted the twists and turns in the story God has written for me. But you know what? He’s the best Author!
Without divine intervention, our paths would never have crossed. But a friend of his mentioned something to a friend of my mom’s and then we went on a blind date (my first and last!) and here we are.
This is the second marriage for both of us, and as the pastor who married us counseled, that can actually be a real blessing. We know some pitfalls and are alert in ways we might not have been the first time around. It’s also a challenge because we married as adults in our 40s and 50s, “set” in our ways, with very different backgrounds and experiences. We’ve had to figure some things out as we learn how to live with each other and our histories.
But as we’ve traveled this path for these four years, this man has taken my hands nearly every morning and prayed for us, our marriage, our families, and others we know who need prayer. He thanks God for me and us. (He learned to pray about everything from his mom, and I really wish I could have met her – I will one day!).
God is good, and that’s not just some trite little phrase trotted out on a special occasion.
He is really good and faithful in ways that astound me.
Grateful and surprised and content,
Things have been busy but good around here. Most notably, Paul and I traveled to Tennessee last weekend to have Christmas with my children and their families, along with their father and his wife. It was a wonderful time of celebrating together, and all of us were grateful for the healing and grace that allowed us to gather. My daughter and her husband hosted us for a delicious meal, and my sweet granddaughter was passed around and cuddled. She’s a gift!
I knitted some gifts this year. Below are a scarf for Anna, and a cardigan for Kenna. I forgot to take a photo of the scarf I made for Caroline:
(I couldn’t resist getting Kenna some skinny jeans! Jersey-lined, with an elastic waistband!)
We continued our tradition of visiting McKay’s, and I finally stopped by Genuine Purl and picked up a skein of yarn I can’t get locally. We also had some Mojo Burrito.
Outside of Genuine Purl, these leaves took my breath away:
Caroline cut my hair, too! I got the luxury salon treatment and a new do! (Photo by Caroline – @haircrash on instagram):
We gave the kids record players! (totally Paul’s idea!). We celebrated to the sounds of Frank Sinatra and Dean Martin:
Paul washed dishes, and I snuggled sweet baby girl:
I’ll leave you with this one (photo by Will). It cracks me up every time I see it!
Gotta run — super busy Saturday!
~ It really rubs me the wrong way when I hear the word ‘gift’ used as a verb. What’s wrong with ‘give’?
~ I’m listening to rain falling, and it’s a sweet, sweet sound.
~ I’m listening to my husband snoring, and while it’s not a sweet sound, he’s a sweet man, and I’m glad he’s mine.
~ 2016 has whizzed by faster than any year I can remember, and it’s also been one of the weirdest.
~ I’m in a bit of a reading rut, but that’s okay because I’m on a knitting binge. If I could just figure out how to do both at the same time, I’d be in hobby heaven.
~ I rarely use my laptop anymore except to blog. I love my iPad. So this seems like an awesome idea.
~ Are any of you watching This Is Us? I’m really enjoying it. It’s filling the Parenthood void in my life.
Gotta get back to my knitting!
Whew! After a tough week, it’s Saturday, and I’m so very glad. I slept until 8:30, made some coffee in my new Keurig (the one I’ve had for over four years finally gave up, and Paul couldn’t resurrect it), and got back in bed to read. I’ve caught up on the news (none of it good), and I’m about to pick up The Nightingale from the tall stack of library books on my nightstand.
Paul told me that today is Anne Day*, but I still haven’t decided what to do with it. For now, I’ll enjoy this quiet time in our room. And I think that later I want to hit up the sale at Fuzzy Goat.
Knitting has been a reliable stress reliever for me these days, and I’ve got some finished projects to show for it. Recently I completed a self-fringing shawl that got me back into my knitting groove:
And I made my sweet granddaughter a cardigan and hat. I just need to block the sweater and add a button and then it will be done:
Last night on a whim I cast on for a shawl with Zauberball Crazy yarn that is really driving me crazy — the yarn keeps tangling. But it’s in the perfect Auburn orange and blue, so I will persevere — much like I hope our team will persevere tonight.
Here are a few links I’ve bookmarked this week and finally been able to read this morning:
~ Ina and Jeffrey: A Love Story
~ In the pot nine days old
~ Stop acting immutable
~ The gift of sleep
Oh, Saturday! How I love you! And Paul, thank you ever so much for giving me an Anne Day!
Happy Saturday to y’all!
*If you’re new around here: Anne Day is this sweet gift Paul gives me. Essentially, it means that I get to do whatever I want to do. This means that we spend the day together doing fun things instead of chores. 🙂
2 years ago today I said “I do” to this man. And I still do.
So very thankful for God’s provision.
Today has been a perfectly lovely day:
~ Paul’s brother and his wife are in town and stopped by for a visit. I can’t believe I didn’t think to get a photo of the brothers!
~ Paul and headed up to Thomasville for lunch and a couple of errands:
~ George & Louie’s for lunch:
~ A stop at my favorite yarn shop. I just love this place! I love that when I walk in Cadence calls out, “Hi, Anne!”
~ A stop for an Icee on the way home (I know, I know… it’s not Whole30. But I felt like we were on a little vacation, so I indulged. It’ll be okay.)
I hope you’re having a good Saturday, too!
~ Some reading and blogging and coffee, then a shower and a little cleaning.
~ Breakfast with Paul.
~ A birthday party for our twin baby friends.
~ Coke icees.
~ Eye exams. I need new glasses.
~ Dinner with Paul.
A really good day. I hope yours was, too.
It’s been a lovely weekend in these parts, and I’ve enjoyed being outside. Yesterday after a solid 12 hours (yes!!!) of sleep, we had a late breakfast and headed to my home away from home (Thomasville, Georgia) for the 95th Rose Festival. The weather was perfect, especially in the shade, and we took our time walking through the car show, stopping in some downtown shops (I couldn’t resist a stop at my favorite yarn shop to pick up some skeins on sale), perusing the prize-winning roses, wandering through the arts and crafts at Paradise Park, and having a delicious meal at Jonah’s.
Then, today (Sunday), I re-read a blog post I wrote 3 years ago to the day and was reminded once again of my Father’s love for me. After church (a sweet time of worship and fellowship), Paul and I had lunch at a new (to me) restaurant. The day was so nice that he suggested we walk a little before returning to the car, so we ended up strolling through some old neighborhoods. I love to do that. You see so much more than you notice when you drive by, and I’m always surprised by little discoveries. Today it was a cute little garden shop, and flowers popping up beside the sidewalks:
Now it’s time to read a little and rest before putting supper together and taking another walk.
Oh, and Paul has informed me that in honor of my birthday later this week, Anne Week has kicked off today. 🙂
Happy Sunday y’all!
Yesterday I had a bad sinus headache all day. Nothing helped. And to top that off, I had to stop for groceries on the way home from work. I don’t usually mind grocery shopping, but I really, really don’t like to do it after work. It’s always busy, and the two Publix supermarkets I pass by on the way home are on the wrong side of the road and are a hassle to get in and out of. So I stopped off at Walmart. I know. Ugh. But it’s easier to get to, and sometimes it’s a necessary evil.
Anyway, headachy and cranky from going to Walmart, I came home and made a quick supper for us. Paul was cheerful and sweet, and he told me to leave the dishes — that he’d take care of them. And he joked around and got me to smile and laugh before I crashed at 8:30.
So today I was thinking about that and how he loved me when I didn’t feel well, and I am very grateful.
Just wanted to share,
Paul brightened up my week with these cheerful blooms:
Happy Friday y’all!