Monday, November 3, 2014

I'm Back

The quilt I'm working on--almost finished after two years!

Whew! Did not mean to be gone so long. Hello! How are you?

I'm fine. Sorry to see October go, especially since I feel like I missed most of it. The first two weeks were busy-busy--writing deadlines, school visits, volunteer work, the works. Then, two weeks ago, I got hit by a lovely bug, the sort that lingers and leaves you feeling totally fatigued. I got done what had to be done, and then I napped.

Finally, starting last Friday, I started feeling better. I feel mostly okay now. The idea of writing a blog post, for instance, doesn't leave me sprawled across the couch, hand over my eyes, wailing, "I can't! I just can't!"

So here I am.

Latest news: Will turned 12 on Friday. That's rather hard to believe. As 12-year-old boys go, I think he's pretty typical, which is to say, a delightful pain in the butt. He's very funny, but also tries too hard to be funny, so that you finally have to send him out of the room because he's driving you crazy. It's clear that he's about to have a big growth spurt (his feet are already enormous), but he's still shorter than I am. Yet that doesn't stop him from coming up to me and asking, "How's the air down there?" It was funny the first eighty times. He still lets me put my arm around him at church, and he kisses me goodnight every night. Hope that never stops.

Jack is joining the swim team! He texted me on Friday to ask if he could get a physical this weekend because he was starting practice on Monday. The Man and I were a bit concerned, given that Jack really isn't much of a swimmer. He had a couple weeks of lessons when he was 9 or so, but that's it, and he's never been on a team before or shown any interest before last week.

As it turns outs, the swim team at Our Fine Upper School is open to everyone--and apparently that means everyone. One of Jack's friends told me this weekend that last year a kid joined who couldn't swim a stroke. So Jack should be fine. The fact is, he's tall and thin and might make a great swimmer. Me, I'm just happy he's getting more involved at school and getting some exercise.

And as long as we're in the business of doing new things around here ... The Man signed up to help with our new church's Christmas market. Did I tell you we've started to go to a new church? I think we've finally found the place for us, Mr. Southern Baptist and Ms. Cradle Episcopalian. It's a Methodist church with a big-but-not-too-big congregation and a very active youth program. I hadn't planned on switching churches, but the little Lutheran church down the road we'd been going to didn't have much going on for teens and tweens, and as a sixth grader, it was time for Will to get active in youth group.

So I came up with a great idea--Will could go to youth group at another church with his best friend Gavin. Of course, I'd have to check out the church first myself, though I'd heard good things about it from Gav's mom, my good friend Sarah. I hadn't planned on us switching churches as part of the deal, but Reader, I fell in love. Beautiful church, friendly people, big enough so you could slip out after the end of the service without making small talk (important to us introverted types), small enough not to feel like just a face in the crowd.

And most importantly, the pastor rocked. She kept preaching on stuff I'd been thinking about, and she kept making sense. So I got the Man to go, and he liked it, too, so we've been going every week. And last week, when the need for volunteers at the annual Christmas market was announced, the Man leaned over and whispered, "I think I'm going to do that."

Reader, I married him.

Well, I married him twenty years ago, but still. The Man is even more introverted than I am, so I'm very proud of him for getting involved. And for showing up at church every week. That's what we're up to these days: showing up--to swim, to make silly jokes, to help out.

Me, I'm showing up to reclaim my house from a month of total neglect. To plan for the holidays now so I can actually enjoy them when they roll around. To sit with a friend whose going through a hard time.

And I hope I'll be showing up here a little more. Stay tuned!


magsmcc said...

Goodness, I am very impressed. With all of you! Encouraged, writer, I am encouraged. Thank you. We changed church about a year ago for much the same reasons and it has all been good. Still, I'm glad you say what you do about introverts! (Notice that I am not mentioning the attic.)

Tracy said...

I had missed you terribly, and figured life was in full tilt. I'm sorry you've been so unwell...and glad you're returning to the land of the well.

Happy birthday to Will. Twelve. My golly. He and Mr Busy still sound like twins that are 2.5 years apart. Mr Busy has begun his growth spurt and is a 1/4 inch of 6 feet. And his back is not coping to well with the speed of his growth.

And I'm glad to hear the church switch has been a positive one for all of you. We're now in a church where the preaching is excellent, every single week. No matter who preaches. It feels good to love being in church!

Welcome back :)

Pom Pom said...

I've missed you but I had a feeling you were busy meeting a deadline. That quilt is cool with a capital C!
We're trying a new church, too. It's kinda quiet and I like all the worshippers and how they are pretty chill.

On A Shoestring said...

Always enjoy an update from the LHH. Glad you've more energy now. Just in time for the silly season.

Gumbo Lily said...

I'm glad you're back and I hope you stay well for the rest of the fall and winter. I'm glad your boy lets you put your arm around him in public.

All the best in your new church.

BTW, pretty quilt. You're an amazing quilter.

Angela said...

He cannot be twelve already?! So glad the church switch has worked well for you all. Looking forward to your advent pauses. Blessings xx