Outside my window…it is sunny and hot, but I learned last week that it could always be worse…there could be no breeze!
I am thinking…of how one simple story changed my outlook on life. If you’re unfamiliar with the Jewish folk tale, It Could Always Be Worse, you should find a copy to read or listen to (we love Jim Weiss’ audio version). Now when I start to complain about something, I’m quick to remind myself that “it could always be worse!”
I am thankful for…a memorable week in Austin.
I am praying…for my mom’s dear friend who recently lost her husband to cancer.
From the kitchen…the pickings are slim…desperately need a trip to the grocery store.
I am wearing…shorts and a t-shirt…pretty standard wear for a Texas summer.
I am creating…lists, lists, and more lists. Today I created a grocery list, a project list, a to-do list, an idea list (for rainy days), and a Target shopping list.
I am going…to sort pictures this week.
I am reading…nothing. Isn’t that strange? I finished reading Wish You Well by David Baldacci yesterday and I haven’t made it to the book shelf to choose something new yet.
I am hoping…to find a songbook of Mary Poppins’ music this week for Joseph.
I am hearing…William saying, “I bump head. It hurt.”
One of my favorite things…babies. We finally got to meet Amanda’s little Anthony last week…I wasn’t the only one who fell in love…Joseph and William thought that baby just the cutest little thing! (As I’m writing this, William is looking at the pictures, shouting very excitedly, “baby! baby! baby!”)
Around the house…there is a pile of “stuff” that is sitting on the kitchen bar. I don’t want to go through it…it looks very overwhelming.
Here is picture I thought worth sharing…
Here’s Alex and William at the Wildflower Center…