Poem that has always spoken to my soul:
Desert Places
Snow falling and night falling fast, oh, fast
In a field I looked into going past,
And the ground almost covered smooth in snow,
But a few weeds and stubble showing last.
The woods around it have it - it is theirs.
All animals are smothered in their lairs.
I am too absent-spirited to count;
The loneliness includes me unawares.
And lonely as it is, that loneliness
Will be more lonely ere it will be less -
A blanker whiteness of benighted snow
With no expression, nothing to express.
They cannot scare me with their empty spaces
Between stars - on stars where no human race is.
I have it in me so much nearer home
To scare myself with my own desert places.
~Robert Frost
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Time for confessions:
*I'm not as vegan as I want to be. I'm failing in almost every way. But my SIL pointed out to me once that it doesn't matter if we're perfect at the way we eat, as long as we try. I like that. I like it a lot. Because I sincerely do not have the self-control right now to eat the way I want to. And I'm tired of failing at every new recipe I try. I might have to just stick to the modified versions and "do the best I can."
*I let my girls play with Barbies, just like I did as a girl. And I'm okay with it.
*I didn't plant a garden this year and I've neglected my herb garden.
*The laundry hasn't been done for a week and is currently strewn all over the bedroom floors.
*I let my son run around in just a diaper.
*The dentist doesn't bother me. I got a cavity filled yesterday and it was actually rather pleasant. I know. I'm morbid.
*I'm sitting in my bathrobe typing this rather than putting away breakfast, starting the laundry, taking a shower, grocery shopping, and/or tidying up the house.
*I don't get along with a lot of the women in my ward. At the very most, I'm outspoken and hyper. At the very least, I'm outspoken and depressing.
*I married the right man who refuses to enable my demons. And I love him so much.
Do you have anything to confess?
7 comments:
That was a terrific Barbie rant you left on that other blog. It compelled me to find and follow your blog. Hooray!
Do the laundry!
Signed,
The Non-enabler :)
I've just started following your blog and I love it because I can relate to you so much.
I love this from today's post:
"I don't get along with a lot of the women in my ward. At the very most, I'm outspoken and hyper. At the very least, I'm outspoken and depressing."
Yep, that's me. :)
I think you write so well and I look forward to following along with your blog. It's nice to meet you!
Confessions:
I only join the PTA so I can make sure stuff gets done at my boys' school.
Sometimes I worry that my horrible memory will impede my future work as a history teacher.
Yesterday I was so busy I only painted the four toenails that were going to be visible in my peep-toe shoes.
I don't read blogs with tons of followers because I figure the blogs author has no need for me.
My outfit today was not dictated by style, but by what was clean.
If I don't recognize your number, you better leave a message because I won't answer the phone.
In a crowd, I'm the annoying one. Mostly because I try too hard to be friendly, but also because I am intolerant of ignorance.
*Phew, thanks for letting me get that off my chest. :)
I let my daughter play with Barbies too!
Let's see...confessions...
I hate breastfeeding. Hate it! I hate the sensation of the whole thing. Creeps me out. But I stick with it because it is good for the baby and it is good for me.
I love Diet Coke. I will never give it up. Never.
I am a huge gossip. HUGE. And I don't like it, but I don't really make any effort to stop it.
I screeched at The Husband for leaving some nail clippings in the sink, and then I did the exact same thing 2 days later.
I think I'll stop now. I could go on for eons with my confessions... :)
And I wish I was in your ward!! We could be outspoken, hyper, and depressing together! :)
I'm going to need a link to the Barbie rant...I'm VERY curious what you had to say (because I have a feeling that you feel the same way I do).
I confess that I haven't cleaned my bathroom in weeks. It's starting to get gross. School starts next week and then I will buckle down.
Amanda, here's the link: http://womeninthescriptures.blogspot.com/2011/08/barbie-dilemma.html
in Heather's defense, though, I at least understand the issue. I can see why it has women concerned for their daughters. This media-lying world has destroyed all truth about body image. What I don't agree with is how it is leaking into everything we do --almost like giving it more attention by making it secret. You know? Anyways, my comment is #17 I think... :)
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