I got an email yesterday with this header: What's not to love about that! We booked this cruise almost four months ago, and now it's 43 days away, but who's counting? We'll be on the ship, out in the middle of the Atlantic, for our 26th anniversary, dining and dancing the night away. The fact that neither of us can dance won't matter a whit. And in case anyone out there would hate me for this, don't. It's SIX DEGREES HERE IN PA RIGHT NOW, we've had temperatures below freezing for the last 15 days, and a girl has to have something to look forward to when you live up here in the north and the sun forgets to shine for weeks on end. I went to the Princess Cruise website last week and reserved our snorkel equipment, made reservations for tours, beach chairs and cabanas, etc. It's getting me through February. Our room on the ship has a balcony, so I plan to exactly imitate the lady in the banner - the flowers, the wine, the fruit, cute little pink dress and fun shoes. Yes I do.
Earlier this week I read a post encouraging me to do this. I so wish I could remember who it was, and I think it was part of a Valentine's Theme. Check it out - 30 days of loving on your husband, sponsored by Revive Our Hearts. I get an email from them every day, telling me how to put love for my husband into action. Nancy Leigh DeMoss replaced Elisabeth Elliott on her radio program, and you don't replace Elisabeth with just anybody. If you're not familiar with Nancy, check out her entire website. Great lady. Great stuff.
My husband has made it a habit to ask me, over morning coffee, what I have planned for my day. This morning my answer was: "color my hair, comb the dog and cat, do some laundry, clean the entire house, wrap Sarah's birthday presents, mail valentines, run a few errands, work on a bit of filing, run the car through the car wash to get all the salt off of it, and bake oatmeal raisin cookies because they've been calling my name, do devotions, wash the sheets (No I will not be ironing them. I'm content to let Martha and my sister, Barb, be the only two people on the planet who do that and it's a rare treat that I even wash them, seriously). Call my Mom. Then if there's any time left I may curl up with Safe People (by Cloud and Townsend, the book I'm currently working through)." His response: "Let me get out of here so you can start having some fun." I told him, "feel free to stay home with me, I have more than one cleaning rag." I was just trying to be nice, make him look forward to his day at the office, even if it's only because he doesn't have to stay home with me and wash down fan blades or scrub potties.
So that's what's up in our household, clean til our hands 'bout fall off (thanks a lot, Barb), do a bit of reading, menu is "Dig-ups" (whatever you can dig up!) because no way do I clean all day and cook supper, watch Lost from two nights ago (Thank you God for whoever invented Tivo.) Nothing earth-shattering, just keeping on keeping on.
Oh yeah, I'm cleaning the fish tank - their place needs a bit of tidying up too. Hope the sun's shining where you are, and happy weekend to everyone out there, whatever you're up to.
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posted at 8:29 AM