It's day number nine. My folks are still here and I think they are here to stay...ha! Oh my goodness I love them to death, BUT I am so out of routine I'm not sure if I'll ever get back into it;) We've been busy running here and there. Yesterday was a big day.
We drove the hour or so to Williamsburg and hit the outlet mall for a little bit and a wonderfully huge Yankee Candle store, which much to my surprise was enormous...like 45,000 square feet enormous!! They had a whole winter wonderland inside and some really fabulous farmy things which I'll have to share with you another day.
My folks have been married 50 years. It's funny to watch them interact. They get along splendidly for the most part, but just like anyone who've been together for a long time they have their "moments" too.
The other day honey and I were having a "moment", and with my mom and dad living in our house for a few weeks they witnessed it. It was nothing major. Can hardly remember what it was about, but it was enough for my mom to actually pray that God would give her a sign that we loved each other! When she told me that later I about died laughing. My mom is a hoot. If you knew her you would think she was hilarious. First of all we rarely fight. We just don't. And it would be rather impossible I think to be married almost 20 years and never have a spat. Well she got her sign...honey out of nowhere gave me some very very sweet compliments the other day and he did it right in front of my mom. Which was really uncharacteristic for him. God works in mysterious ways.
Colonial Williamsburg was beautiful. I only had my 50 mm lens, so most of my shots are upclose. I like them like that anyway. A tight shot that captures the detail is the most beautiful of all in my opinion.
My dad is a welder and has crafted many a metal thing...including rod iron fences. This one was breathtaking.
Not sure if you can tell or not in this picture, but I just had 5 inches cut off my hair. Growing up I never had long hair. It was boy short. A few years ago I decided to try and grow it long. It completely transformed my look. Honey was in love of course. I think most men prefer longer hair. I guess it's more feminine. And for me it made me feel more feminine. I have a round face too and it seemed to slim it down a little. Anyway it was getting a little too long, so I took in a picture of Jennifer Aniston and had another new hair lady have at it. It looks a lot better. Not sure if I look like like the picture her, but I can live with that;)
Wouldn't it be kind of fun to dress up in costume everyday? They were really cute and stayed true to character and only said good day when you said hello to them.
Kind of morbid if you think about it. I can't really imagine living in a time where people were actually punished and killed for their crimes right on the street in front of everyone. Thank God I wasn't born in that day and age.
Now this is what I would want to be doing if I worked in Colonial Williamsburg. What a fabulous job!
A few quirky things about my daddy. He always cleans his plate. I'm mean CLEANS his plate. Looks like it's been licked clean! He LOVES his GPS. He carries it with him everywhere he goes and makes it a point to tell me the above sea elevation every 10 minutes. He's getting hard of hearing. I notice him disconnecting in conversation when we are eating out or in the car. He just can't hear what we are saying.
He is a major procrastinator, but when there is something he is really passionate about he can't wait to get started on it. For instance he wants me to paint a mural for him in his shed. Mom bought him an old car that is flat and he wants it to look like it's driving down the road. I told him he should try to paint it. So now he is sketching it out on paper....coloring it in with colored pencils. I love his enthusiasm and can't wait to see what he comes up with.
My mom is equally quirky. She wakes up at all hours of the day. Every morning when I come down for breakfast she's already eaten and been reading the word and praying for hours. I love her heart for the Lord. She does drama productions at church and when she gets ideas from the Lord it's all she can do to contain herself.
On the way home I made a wrong turn...hate that! And then I about sideswiped another car. Good times:( It's so fun having my mom gasp in fear every time I change lanes and hold onto the car handle thingy...NOT!!! I was so relieved to finally get home in one piece.
Amazing how a little one hour drive/day trip can leave you absolutely spent. Oh and then we had a school carnival for little chick an hour after we got home. Where we proceeded to back over a metal sign on our way out of the parking lot. UGH! See it's the good with the bad...all swirled into a big bold life canvas that represents our every days. Just glad the good is brighter and takes up more space on that beautiful piece of artwork:)
Have a blessed day.
181. pumpkin pancake mix from Trader Joe's
182. cobblestone streets
183. picket fences
184. pansies in late October
185. angels that keep me safe from harm
