This week has been difficult. Not in any specific way. Just in an annoying way. In an --of course that would happen now gah can't I just get a minute to think-- kind of way. I'm about the worst person in the world when it comes to adapting and going with the flow. I do not do change of plans well. I'm what you might call 'obsessive compulsive type A'. Needless to say, I am having to be intentional about trying to be thankful. Intentional about remembering to breathe. Intentional about getting out of the house. Intentional about art journaling, because seriously, that is so good for me.
Getting out of the house is going to be a must for me this summer. Today I took Jude to the library, which was great. He picked out books. Plus, we have the moments of reading them, which gives us intentional activity. We also went to a friend's house this afternoon which was fun. Tomorrow I am going Target-ing for trip needs. Friday I have book club and friends coming over. Yippee. I officially am one of those people who needs to get out of the house as often as possible to stay sane. Bring all your fun summer toddler activities my way people. For real!
Despite my stir crazy- I have had awesome moments.
Thankful for this past weekend: Jude was with his dad Saturday night. And while that ended up being a pretty huge headache, it did afford me some awesome time with Jimmy. We went boot scootin' (heckyes) in good ole CowTown (Ft. Worth). And even better Mark Chestnut was playing there that night. It was a spur of the moment plan, but it was pretty fun to see him. I have 100% given up on country as of like 2004 when it became riddled with shizzy pop disguised as country. However, bring me all your fiddle playing/steel guitar picking/90s country. Love! To all you other girls in other parts of the world, I am sorry that you do not get to gaze at your man in boots on the regular. That is a tragedy for so many Americans. Two stepping makes my life worth living. And also makes me love Jimmy more and more.
Monday and Tuesday we were greeted with rainy mornings. Just a little bit of background- Texas has been in a severe drought state for the past 2 years or something. I live a bit in the country where two lakes happen to somewhat meet up. In order to get anywhere, I have to cross parts of the lake. When I first moved here 3.5 years ago, it actually looked like a lake. At this point, it is literally mostly dry land. Not-even-joking. Severe. I literally pray everytime I go across (which is at least twice daily basically) that God send rain. He has answered that prayer soooo much! this spring! And is still answering it! I have lived in NTX nearly 10 years. I've never seen a wet June here in my life! And to top it off our highs are like 88-93. Also never happened in the 10 years I've been here. Highs in the summer here range from 95-100 for June and 100-115 through July and August. I mean I literally am in heaven right now. I just kind of want to do a thanksgiving dance on my lawn pretty much daily.
Disclaimer: This cuteness being said, I'm pretty sure the fact that we've had 2 rainy mornings and have been unable to do fun stuff like go to the pool has been a large reason I am going stir crazy. That in no way makes me unthankful for the rain. Still praying for more of it! But it definitely has shown me that on rainy days, I need to plan ways to get up and go! Or have ingredients on hand to make cookies just in case? Something!