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chirrrrrppp.....chirrrppppp......chirrrpppppp....
"Where is that cricket?", how many times I asked myself this question...countless.
Somehow, in the midst of the ac unit kicking on and off, ceiling fans whirring, and the fan on a stand at the foot of my bed....I still could hear it. chirrpppp.....chirrrpppp....chirrppp!
I remember my dad, when I was a child, hunting for crickets in the house...he hated to hear them inside...outside...a lovely, lovely melody...inside.....aggghhhh!
It seems I can never quite get into the rythem of this land...I think I'm following along nicely....and then suddenly ....booom...
crickets have been invading the parsonage for 3 days now. They are pale, almost anemic looking things...though it certainly doesn't hinder their noise making skills. It's not quite time for them to be so thick you can't walk outside without crunching them under your feet...(don't forget, when I said plagues, I meant plagues!) This is the first time since I've been here that the farmer has planted corn, they plant about 2 or 3 crops in each of the fields each year...corn is growing right now. I wonder if that is what has issued the call to arms for the crickets?
My dogs take to carrying them around in their mouths...even my little puppy Minx (who is better!) She snatched one up and ran quickly behind the chair this morning...to protect her find!
I'm hoping my chickens are growing fat on these little treats.
It rained yesterday, cloudy, 102*, muggy, but oh, it rained!
My garden was in need, as well as the ground. Still has a cloudy look about, another shower would do wonders. Not quite so hot today.
My squash hasn't produced like I'd hoped...but I've been hearing this same comment from folks all over the state. I've only got 9 pints of squash put up. Okra is coming off, will have a wonderful meal for supper this evening.
The Rev. will be pleased, though he loves squash best. Something about doing things for your family, and seeing the pleased look in their eyes. Truly, it's much better to give than to recieve.
I've been in a flurry of organizational upheaval lately. Have you ever looked at your house and thought....if I got sick, is this how I want it to look? Redecorating my bedroom, don't quite have the oasis feel to it yet...(that's my goal) perhaps it has something to do with the skates I trip over everynight, which then sends me to my sons room to put in his closet, then back to the bedroom to see my daughters shoes (yes, more than one pair a day, everyday) strewn about my room...so, a trip to her closet, only to return to find that the clothes basket located in the bathroom 14 ft from my husbands side of the bed is to far for him to reach each night.
My laundry/pantry room is filled to the brim, trying to sort, clean, and orgainize that! Took me a whole day just to redo the canned goods! Too many Easter baskets, halloween pumpkin baskets, plus my cake pans,....nope, I didn't get rid of those. Too many memories of precious little hands carrying them...everytime they would bend over to pick up and egg 2 would fall out! What little darlings!
I just brought in another shelf.
The Rev. is trying to back out on the pigs, think I will have to make the pen myself. So, back to the drawing board on 'easy & sturdy'....
Stubborn, I wonder if I really am? I've had that word applied to me (mostly, I'm pretty sure, in a derrogatory manner) but there are just some things that I flat out want! I do take spells where I feel sorry for myself, no family close, (his family has moved & and we sure weren't close) and all the multiple, complex work of being a pastors wife, there are times (thankfully few and far between) when I feel overwhelmed.
The other day, I just wanted my momma. Have you ever felt like that? Married for fifteen years, and I wanted to curl up next to momma and have her trace my face with her fingers (she did this to us as children). But no worries, I put on my big girl drawers, and went back to work.
So, here I sit with my closet drug apart, items laying everwhich way, and knowing that all those items simply cannot return from whence it came. But which?
I'm not having another yardsale....too much work.
Began work with the ladies of the church last night in preparation for our annual ladies retreat. This year I'm wanting an elegant look to it. Our theme is "Pearl of Great Price", and the decorations will be black and white with touches of silver. This is set for October. Found a cake teir that has pearls inbetween the layers....must have....must have.....
2 days of ladies from all over inundating this little town....
I want it to be the best ever! I mean that...I want this event to sparkle! I've got to get the invitations made up, flyers sent out, motel reservation discounts confirmed, and
you know, maybe I need a secretary?
Wouldn't that be rich.... he he he....
Well, sitting here visitin, no matter how much I enjoy it, isn't getting the work done.
Ya'll come
The Parsons Wife
"Where is that cricket?", how many times I asked myself this question...countless.
Somehow, in the midst of the ac unit kicking on and off, ceiling fans whirring, and the fan on a stand at the foot of my bed....I still could hear it. chirrpppp.....chirrrpppp....chirrppp!
I remember my dad, when I was a child, hunting for crickets in the house...he hated to hear them inside...outside...a lovely, lovely melody...inside.....aggghhhh!
It seems I can never quite get into the rythem of this land...I think I'm following along nicely....and then suddenly ....booom...
crickets have been invading the parsonage for 3 days now. They are pale, almost anemic looking things...though it certainly doesn't hinder their noise making skills. It's not quite time for them to be so thick you can't walk outside without crunching them under your feet...(don't forget, when I said plagues, I meant plagues!) This is the first time since I've been here that the farmer has planted corn, they plant about 2 or 3 crops in each of the fields each year...corn is growing right now. I wonder if that is what has issued the call to arms for the crickets?
My dogs take to carrying them around in their mouths...even my little puppy Minx (who is better!) She snatched one up and ran quickly behind the chair this morning...to protect her find!
I'm hoping my chickens are growing fat on these little treats.
It rained yesterday, cloudy, 102*, muggy, but oh, it rained!
My garden was in need, as well as the ground. Still has a cloudy look about, another shower would do wonders. Not quite so hot today.
My squash hasn't produced like I'd hoped...but I've been hearing this same comment from folks all over the state. I've only got 9 pints of squash put up. Okra is coming off, will have a wonderful meal for supper this evening.
The Rev. will be pleased, though he loves squash best. Something about doing things for your family, and seeing the pleased look in their eyes. Truly, it's much better to give than to recieve.
I've been in a flurry of organizational upheaval lately. Have you ever looked at your house and thought....if I got sick, is this how I want it to look? Redecorating my bedroom, don't quite have the oasis feel to it yet...(that's my goal) perhaps it has something to do with the skates I trip over everynight, which then sends me to my sons room to put in his closet, then back to the bedroom to see my daughters shoes (yes, more than one pair a day, everyday) strewn about my room...so, a trip to her closet, only to return to find that the clothes basket located in the bathroom 14 ft from my husbands side of the bed is to far for him to reach each night.
My laundry/pantry room is filled to the brim, trying to sort, clean, and orgainize that! Took me a whole day just to redo the canned goods! Too many Easter baskets, halloween pumpkin baskets, plus my cake pans,....nope, I didn't get rid of those. Too many memories of precious little hands carrying them...everytime they would bend over to pick up and egg 2 would fall out! What little darlings!
I just brought in another shelf.
The Rev. is trying to back out on the pigs, think I will have to make the pen myself. So, back to the drawing board on 'easy & sturdy'....
Stubborn, I wonder if I really am? I've had that word applied to me (mostly, I'm pretty sure, in a derrogatory manner) but there are just some things that I flat out want! I do take spells where I feel sorry for myself, no family close, (his family has moved & and we sure weren't close) and all the multiple, complex work of being a pastors wife, there are times (thankfully few and far between) when I feel overwhelmed.
The other day, I just wanted my momma. Have you ever felt like that? Married for fifteen years, and I wanted to curl up next to momma and have her trace my face with her fingers (she did this to us as children). But no worries, I put on my big girl drawers, and went back to work.
So, here I sit with my closet drug apart, items laying everwhich way, and knowing that all those items simply cannot return from whence it came. But which?
I'm not having another yardsale....too much work.
Began work with the ladies of the church last night in preparation for our annual ladies retreat. This year I'm wanting an elegant look to it. Our theme is "Pearl of Great Price", and the decorations will be black and white with touches of silver. This is set for October. Found a cake teir that has pearls inbetween the layers....must have....must have.....
2 days of ladies from all over inundating this little town....
I want it to be the best ever! I mean that...I want this event to sparkle! I've got to get the invitations made up, flyers sent out, motel reservation discounts confirmed, and
Well, sitting here visitin, no matter how much I enjoy it, isn't getting the work done.
Ya'll come
The Parsons Wife
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