Hey! Missed me? How embarrassing would it be if you hadn’t noticed that I haven’t been here in just over a week? If you didn’t notice, just don’t tell me, okay? I’m a little fragile.
I have missed all of you. I’ve had plenty to say, but not enough time to say it. I feel like I’m a 45 record stuck on 78 speed. Records were like CDs back in the day, children. Just for giggles we used to play our records on the wrong speeds so that they either sounded like someone walking through mud or the Chipmunks. We’d laugh ourselves silly. We didn’t have cable. Or blogs.
So what have The Snoodles been doing?
Well, this past weekend we went to Newport, Rhode Island, where we had lunch with Barr AND Ruth. You remember Barr, our Gentle Giant Friend, right? Well, meet his beautiful and wonderful wife, Ruth.
That bright light behind me? Why, that’s the glow of my vibrant personality coming forth like the noonday sun. Or it might be a reflection of the flash off the mirror behind us. I can’t be sure.
Oh, sweet Ruth. How we love her! It was so wonderful to get a chance to spend some time with our friends one more time before we have to move.
We had to run to get away from the paparazzi who had discovered we were in Newport….
We were able to lose them at Brenton Park where we caught our breath and watched this:
The temperature was barely in the 60s but the Little Snoodles really wanted to get their feet in the sand.
“Just your feet at the edge! Don’t get your pants wet,” I said.
Oh, well. As you can see, I forgave him. (I’m not trying to get him in a headlock. That’s really a hug. I have no idea what’s in his mouth. I don’t think he’s started chewing tobacco.):
Looking for one more rock or shell to stick in my pocket for mom to wash and dry in her machines when we get home:
This week has been a week of “lasts.” Yesterday we had our last t-ball and baseball times at the YMCA with Mr. Pat. We’re going to miss him so very much.
These next two pictures are blurry, unfortunately, but I wanted you to see them anyway. When Princess Diva makes it to a base, she is her own best cheerleader.
Oh, these little Snoodles make me laugh!
Tonight, we enjoyed the first watermelon of summer (even though it isn’t officially summer and it was only in the 60s today):
I’m still reading your blogs (those of you that have them) and I read my email and keep up with my Tweeps on Twitter, but I’m not writing here or commenting on your blogs as much as I’d like to be. For one thing, I have many long To Do lists to get ready for the impending move….And, thank you, Lord, tonight we found out that official location of K’s job has been announced so we at least know where we’re moving. We don’t have a house or even official dates for the movers to come get our stuff (we’re hoping for week after next, please?) but we’re making progress. And we know that we’re going to be living close to my parents which makes my heart so very, very happy. So, some of the reasons I’m less available right now are very good and busy ones.
But the last week has been a difficult one for me and for my family. Life is still brutal, man. If I can be completely honest with you, lately it feels like the same God who lifts my head is sometimes holding it under the water. I’m not saying that’s theologically correct. I’m just saying that sometimes that’s how I feel. Please don’t misunderstand. I know that God loves me. I know that God is the only reason I have breath in my lungs. I know that He is above me, before me, in me, around me….It’s just hard sometimes. But as my friend John Piper tweeted me this morning, “Am I more amazed that I am forgiven than that I’ve been hurt?” Did John tweet that to you, too? Actually, John Piper is not even following me. In case you wondered. But what he said this morning? It helped me gain a little perspective today and put an abrupt end to my pity party that had gone way past its prime. Truthfully, I’m glad it’s over. I didn’t even want to be there anymore and I’m the one who threw the party. And you know what I’m being reminded of on a daily basis? This world with all its hurts and pains? This is so not my home.
I tell you that to tell you this: The Snoodles would greatly appreciate your continued prayers. We have some happy moments in our future and also some that will be trying. We have to say some goodbyes before we say some hellos. We’ll share some laughs and shed some tears. We anticipate some physical and emotional exhaustion in the days ahead of us. We will be glad for every prayer that is offered up on our behalf. I’m so very thankful for you and that you stopped by today.