Reading and Cakes (HA!)

Not only have I not been posting much these days, I haven't been reading much either. My friend, Nicole, sent me an interesting book entitled People of the Book that she reviewed on her blog here. I was in the middle of a couple of other books when it arrived so it had to wait a week or so for me to get started. I have now been reading it close to three weeks and am over half done, quite interested in what is going on, but just don't have a lot of free time to make it move any faster. I am also quite behind on blog readings. I check in here and there on a few, haven't left a comment in who knows how long, and am way out of touch in general. Never fear, it is okay, because my real life here is plenty of entertainment these days.

All that to lead into the fact that I was taking a moment this afternoon to do some blog reading and on a friend's blog her blog roll (or whatever it is called) happened to catch my eye and I clicked on the top one entitled Cake Wrecks . I think I have glanced at this one before, but I took a peek again today and it made me laugh out loud so you can click on the name if you happen to have some spare moments and feel like you might want to laugh out loud as well. PLEASE USE CAUTION if any of you have sleeping little people like I do right now . . . although the content is funny and laughing is good for your health, you don't want to wake them just for the sake of a chuckle or two!

Something to Ponder

I was told by someone the other day that I put myself down "way too much". The person who told me this is a relatively new friend- someone I have just met since Rachel and Cole have been born. Despite our fairly new relationship, I feel very connected to her and she is someone whose opinion I really treasure. The thing is one of the areas I feel I struggle most with is pride. I feel like God has really blessed me with a loving husband who provides well for our family, beautiful and talented children, and has gifted me with many talents. I know, it sounds like I am totally bragging there and even though I sometimes give God the credit as I did in this post, there are often times I feel pretty proud as though I have everything to do with how things are going . . . thus, the pride problem.

It was a real shocker to hear her comment. Maybe I am more open about my shortcomings with her than with others and thus deserve the caution from her as she convicted me of this negative behavior. Maybe I am like that with others and just don't realize it? Maybe it is an area she is especially sensitive to so she just notices random comments more often? Maybe I try to balance my self-convicted internal pride problem externally with comments about things that I mess up?

I don't know, but the incident happened on Sunday and I have been pondering it ever since.

I Survived . . .

and had a good time last night! Our evening started at the (calmer venue) wine bar. Although we weren't in a private room, we were in a back room that we pretty much filled up. It was a great atmosphere. Food and drink (from the bar) as well as the cake and cookies (brought in) were tasty and well received by the group. I think most had a nice time. We spent two and a half hours there visiting, gifting, laughing before we headed to "the strip". I haven't been in a college bar in six years like I mentioned previously, and it was a bit yucky (yes, yucky!) walking into the first smokey place. However, all in all the three places we visited were not overly crowded or noisy. I enjoyed a few drinks early in the evening, enjoyed myself, and was able to drive the bride-to-be home by 1:00AM. Whew! I stay up that late at home often enough that I wasn't overly tired, but usually I am in comfy clothes sitting on my couch reading or working on a project, NOT wearing high heels for the previous 6 hours in a social setting. I was happy to strip off the offending shoes and smelly clothes and crawl into bed next to my man.

I had a great evening (and didn't feel overly old), and more importantly I believe my friend had fun and felt special! As a side note, the people I left at home had a good evening as well.

Am I Too Old for This?

Last Saturday I spent getting ready for my son's birthday party. I felt quite comfortable doing that and enjoyed the preparations and watching him celebrate with his friends.

Today I am getting ready to co-host a bachelorette party. I am having fun with the preparations although am a little unsettled because I haven't actually been to the wine bar (so fancy, eh?) where we are starting the evening. I have a variety of decorative items but don't actually know what kind of space I will be working with.

I am looking forward to an evening "out with the girls" even though half of them are young (some much younger!) ladies from Rob's work and the other half I don't know because they work with the bride-to-be. Anyway, back to the topic of this post, am I too old for something like this? I feel too old for things like this. It has been six years since I have gone out on the town! I guess the real answer will decided after I get there and how soon I start looking at my watch and wondering when I get to go to bed! :)

Party On

Well, the roads remained clear and the party was on! Eleven first graders plus Robbie and Alexa showed up at the pizza place and played glow-in-the-dark miniature golf (indoors, of course) followed by a pizza dinner. Birthday cake was served following a rousing chorus of "The Birthday Song" . . . does this song really have a name? Robbie had a great time, and it was fun to watch him celebrate with his friends. The cake which resembled an OSU -as he had picked OSU napkins and such- was devoured and definitely not wasted time or effort as I feared earlier in the day.