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Name: Elanor Joy
Location: Austin, Texas, United States
Gender: Female
Interests: writing, reading, piano, hymns, quilting, cooking, sewing, napping, theater, laughter, long walks with good conversations or Samantha, Beltway, traveling anywhere and everywhere, quiet time, afternoons on the trampoline, gilmore girls, classic movies, black and white photography
Expertise: Cooking all kinds of yummy things, quilting with momma, playing with Samantha, taking high quality naps, writing awful poetry and adequate prose, cleaning bathtubs and refrigerators, making cats purr, playing Bach's Invention No. 13, baking apple pie, worrying
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Member Since:
2/7/2005
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| Well, in the interest of family unity I think I'll be blogging at wordpress for awhile. See you there!
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| So I finally added a post to our allegedly family blog (up until now it's solely been supported by Andrew). So if you're curious you can go read it at www.txstr8.wordpress.com I thought I'd check out wordpress and see how it compares to good old xanga. I think the jury is still out. I'll have to try more things before I decide how I really feel about it, not that I'm all that technologically savy to begin with.
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| I love the expressions on my daughter's face. She's had a runny nose for the past few days, but she's such a trooper about it. I can't imagine being so congested and not even being able to blow my nose. And you can tell she doesn't like it, but she's perfectly willing to get over it. Her face still lights up when she sees me. I picked her up after her afternoon nap today and she smiled at me and then stared at the ceiling fan with an expression of absolute fascination and joy. I think my heart has never found such delight in earthly things as it finds in the face of my little girl as she discovers the world in pure innocence. Her innocence is so precious to me, so inspiring, so hopeful.
My life has changed so much so quickly. In many ways marriage and motherhood can be a spiritual distraction, with their new cares, new insecurities, new business. But in the quiet moments they deepen my appreciation for God. I stare at the face of my husband, his head lying on the pillow next to mine, and think that how I feel for him, this is the passion the Church has for Christ. When I am unlovable and he holds me and helps me and believes in me I am blown away because in my sin God is there in love. When I held my daughter in my arms as she drew those first precious breaths of air being called the very daughter of God took on a world of new meaning. When Aurora makes a new discovery or glows with the bliss of a new accomplishment I remember Christ's words, that we must be like a child to enter the Kingdom.
I am so grateful for this life, so grateful for a God who designed a world that draws us constantly into closer communion with Him.
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| Well, with our good old tax return Andrew and I are finally able to fully pay off those sneaky and lingering credit card bills and move on to our make-dave-ramsey-proud budget. Included in this budget we each receive $50 a month to spend frivolously. This kind of discretionary spending really makes you examine your priorities. And I have a very strong urge to spend my allowance on our house. I want to turn it into a home. The walls are painted but completely bare, and while I'm waiting for artistic inspiration to strike I want to put shelves and cafe curtains in the kitchen. I want to get a red storage bench to put at the foot of the bed, and find some kind of actual headboard/bed that I can fall in love with. I want more greenery around the house, including herbs in the kitchen.
I also feel a very strong temptation to give away all of my clothes and start over. But then I would have to wander around in pajamas until I restocked. I'm pretty sure I could go for some new pajamas too, and then I'm just left naked.
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| Andrew is in San Antonio attending TMEA, and Rori blessedly fell asleep on the way home from church, so I thought that I would take this opportunity to rejoin the blogging world, especially since I know read my friends blogs with fanatic regularity, having discovered google reader. Well, I suppose first I will brag on my wonderful husband. He left yesterday morning and won't be back till late Saturday night, but to make sure that I don't feel too despondent in his absence (I'm not afraid to admit it, I've been known to cry when he leaves for trips) he left me the first annual TMEA induced scavenger hunt o' love™. Each day I have a love letter to open which ends with a poem clue that leads me to a valentine's gift, a note, and the next letter, which I'm not allowed to read until the next day. Cheating will evidently cause cupid to come down and put me in a love dart induced come, so I'm minding the rules. So far I've gotten goodies from bath and body works and the next book in the series that I'm reading. So yay for wonderful husbands and for not feeling quite so lonely when you are in fact all alone. Rori is absolutely amazing by the way. Just thought I'd throw that out there. I mean the first few weeks of motherhood were rough, exhaustion, depression, bleeding, pain, breastmilk everywhere, discovering exactly how much of all that gained weight was going to stick around, did I mention exhaustion? But now it is amazing, and she is amazing, and we're hitting our groove. (I'm probably a little extra blissfull because we got a whoppin' 7 hours of sleep last night. hip hip hooray) I talked at the women's meeting tonight. I brought a mirror and talked about how when we look in a mirror we usually focus on our faults. And we start to think that that is what people see when they look at us, which usually isn't true. And then we start to think that that is what God sees when he looks at us, just the compilation of all our faults and flaws, which definitely isn't true. God sent his Son so that through his death we could be presented before him perfect, without a single blemish. When God looks at us he sees Christ. Through his Spirit we reflect the glory of the Lord like mirrors, and we are being transfigured into likeness of Christ from splendour to splendour. So right now we are reflecting the glory of Christ and later one we are just going to be reflecting even more of his splendour. I think that's pretty cool. | | |
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