(above are snapshots from our Labor Day weekend in the mountains – the most relaxing way to start the first week back to school!)
The first day of school has passed. All in all, a good day (read: I came home without paint stains and with all of my hearing intact!). The sweet snuggly three year-olds (I’M ALMOST FOUR! – they will remind you) in my class are just the cutest things ever. This year, I feel more in my element than I have ever been at school. I have a graduate student, and a smaller class than in my previous three years. This year, I’m an SLP in a full-day preschool class which is very different but not the worst thing in the world.
As I mentioned last year, scheduling may be the most important part of the beginning of the school year; it helps to ensure productivity and prevent laziness.
Today, as my stubborn Franklin refuses to walk in the rain, I’ve finally sat down to post again (… after promising photos from India and Europe … I’m still not delivering … oops! … we’ll just skip over that ...). I’m thinking through what a healthy and manageable schedule looks like for this year. It looks pretty similar to last year’s morning. Though, with the darkness outside, I may opt for coffee at 5:45am and walking Franklin at 6:20am instead. Then, generally after work, I will walk or run with Franklin before prepping for dinner.
What I’m pondering this year is a regular weekly routine. Bryan and I have moved to a new neighborhood (which means my commute is slightly longer) but that I can now walk to yoga classes, and delightful dinner spots! Some tentative thoughts:
SUNDAY: Evening Yoga MONDAY: After-School Therapy (4p & 5p) TUESDAY: Free After-School Yoga WEDNESDAY: 7:45pm Hot Yoga THURSDAY: Community Group FRIDAY: Yoga?? Later Date Night ??
How are your days being shaped by the schedule of the school year?
This song: Hoping by X Ambassadors. Is uplifting without being sugary sweet. The melody has me humming along. Particularly this: It all feels broken, but keep your hope alive. The story goes, the band wrote this song after the election.
The top knot: is it a real style – or is it just a way to wear your hair when you haven’t washed it in a week (asking for a friend).
I’m obsessed with all Audiobooks – they have been my saving grace with packing. Currently Googling: How to Become an Audiobook Narrator because wouldn’t that just be the best? Although, I read that it takes about 2 hours to every 1 hour read aloud, in addition to the time the author has to pre-read and check pronunciations and then edit later… but still… it is reading aloud for a career! Don’t fret, I’m happy to share my findings:
The Almost Sisters by Joshilyn Jackson. Read it instead of Small Great Things immediately. I’m obsessed by the quirky characters and profound lines that caught me off-guard. It didn’t hurt that I love the South, and “got” the many references to Baptist churches, cookouts, and small towns.
The latest thing that reminds me I’m actually an adult: buying a mattress.
A story: Last week, I was walking Franklin (who is often on high-alert just in general). All of a sudden, he tenses on the leash and backs away from the woman further up along the sidewalk. “C’mon, buddy,” I tell him and tug him along. Suddenly, the woman – whose boldness in pairing striped harem pants and polka dotted shirt I was admiring – turns around and yells at us. Shocked I stand to the side, and Franks skids away. She then opens an umbrella and jabs it toward Franklin screaming “Get away! Get away!” Startled Franklin hides behind my legs and we jog a wide circle around her while she continues to yell. I shout a warning to a blonde-haired woman and her white dog ahead.
Today, I found out the polka-dotted lady subsequently slapped the blonde and poked the dog with her umbrella.
Turns out, sometimes dogs have a sixth sense. They can predict behavior better than we give them credit for.
“In hope [Abraham] believed against hope.”
– Romans 4:18
I love this phrasing. According to the Greek commentary, one is an objective hope (the impossibility that Abraham could be a father of many nations) and a subjective hope (faith that God would fulfill his promise).
PS: More updates and photos on all the travels to come.
As someone who is easing myself back into running after being out for a while. And, as someone who is consistently dragging a 55-pound dog behind me on the leash (he thinks 3 miles is a marathon), I’ve been needing some audible motivation. Different days call for different mood music. And I don’t always know quite what mood I’m in before I run, so I end up changing the songs quite a bit before I find that “just right” tune. But I’m always looking for new music. So I’m sharing some of my fave playlists for running (or working out!), and hope you’ll share your motivational music, too!
It has been a while, friends. I’m currently off today because of a variety of India-preparatory appointments (could only get a doctor appointment today this week!). So, in an effort to catch you up on life lately, I’ll share a few things that are making me happy – or that are occupying my thoughts. You’ll also find some cute outtakes from our weekend with Franklin’s best Corgi friend, Huey:
Allman Brown. I love starting out with music to listen to while you read. I don’t know much about Allman Brown, except that he is on Spotify and has a lovely voice and haunting lyrics. I can’t stop listening to all of his songs. Particularly these:
Uninvited by Lysa TerKeurst. This book is saving my life. I’m in a book study with some very honest and sensitive ladies, and it is changing my heart to view myself as loved, whole, full. I’m also working to remind myself of this everyday so I start off with a cup full. I’m not great at it yet, but I’m glad to be focusing on it and to have women who share the same struggles.
Our “California Salad” invention. Bryan and I had the most delicious (filling) creation while visiting Laguna Beach earlier this year, and I’m not obsessed with recreating it. You don’t need precise measurements, but if you throw the following ingredients together you will be full of happiness and summery thoughts:
basil (lots of it!)
feta cheese (or goat cheese)
chopped apple (I recommend pink lady)
prosciutto (this is KEY!)
lemon vinaigrette (lemon + EVOO + S&P)
Being generous with “taking days.” I’m usually a very strict “must-not take any days off,” person, but as I grow older and you find it’s more difficult to reschedule a doctor’s appointment, or a conference call, I’ve decided to just use the 7 extra days I have before the end of the year, and not let myself feel bad about it!
India Pants. aka, Harem Pants. They are just so comfortable. And I’m growing more comfortable wearing them in public. They slightly look like pajamas, so it’s a struggle against feeling self-conscious. Wearing them has the added benefit of reminding me of those adorable kiddos and all the curry-jasmine memories, which I love. Speaking of, have I shared that I’m going back this summer? In a month, actually! I’m sure you’ll be hearing more about this.
Rose. Just so refreshing.
The SUNSHINE. All the sunlight, the early morning sunrise, the sun shining long past 8pm. I love all of it and it makes me feel energized, happy, focused. I will forever stand by the idea that sunlight is essential to happiness (so long as there’s a bit of rain mixed in).
North and South by Elizabeth Gaskell on Audiobooks. File under, Classics I haven’t yet read. This has made walking Franklin about 10x’s better (and I’ll walk for twice as long – so we both win).
“The spiritual man can love only when he knows himself already lovedIN his self-preoccupation.
“Only if man finds that he is already accepted in his sin and sickness, can he accept his own self-preoccupation as it is; and only THEN can his psychic economy be opened toward others, to accept them as they are – not in order to save himself, but because he doesn’t need to save himself.
“We love only because we are first loved.”
– John Cobb, The Structure of Christian Existence (as quoted in Abba’s Child)