Friday, May 05, 2006

I'm Not Martha (but I secretly wish I was.)

Yesterday morning I woke up with a smile on my face. I'm not sure why---maybe it was a dream that I was having. Maybe I was thinking about the new house. I don't know, but it was such a relief to wake up smiling instead of waking up, remembering what happened and starting my day feeling like the most pitiful girl on the planet. I thought that I would take advantage of this good mood, so I:

  1. Baked two loaves of bread.
  2. Made six dozen cookies.
  3. Taught myself how to crochet granny squares.

Yup, that's what I did yesterday. I used to be cool, I swear.

Wednesday was awful--I cried all day. I don't know why some days are like that, but then others aren't. I've learned to be thankful, though, for the good days-like yesterday. It made me think of Kate's comment to one of Kristin's posts. (I'd put a link, but I can't figure out how--the post was called The Rosary.) Kate said that she believed that our loved ones can contact us in many different ways, including moments of peace in our hearts. That just really resonated with me yesterday--I went from being a hand-wringing wailer on Wednesday, to peacefully puttering about the house on Thursday. I thought, wouldn't it be nice if this was a gift from my little boy?

Today is turning out to be a peaceful putter-er as well. I've got snickerdoodle dough waiting and maybe when I'm all through there, I'll granny some squares. I'm a badass--I like to live on the edge.


Catherine said...

Careful...granny squares can be addictive. (yeah...I'm cool too)

kate said...

I don't know how to crochet (granny squares or anything else)...can you cool girls teach me how?

I'm glad my comment resonated with you, i truly do believe this. (((((((((hugs))))))))