nostalgia & a broken heart

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My heart broke today. Not for a person; for nostalgia. It’s funny, I never imagined handwritten letters, such a common skill, could become close to ceasing its existence. Writing is my love language, but handwriting letters is an impalpable love of mine. There is something about scribbling words onto a crisp sheet of paper that someone could possibly hold onto forever.


In case you’re wondering what brought this on. It is simple, really. I was in need of new stationary. Good old fashioned set of plain quality paper with envelopes. I went to five different stores and couldn’t find anything except for notecards. Beautiful as they are, it is not letter paper that can hold a beaucoup of scrawled words.


While visiting the last store, I asked if they could order what I was looking for. He politely replied with, “…no one writes letters anymore.”


I was instantly bummed out. And no, he could not order it because they no longer sold stationary.


There are a few specialty stores, but their paper is extremely expensive, so I suppose it is back to college ruled notebooks for my recipients.

Our Weekend

This weekend was really all about the birthday girl.  She turned the big One-O.  It made me very sentimental since she is our last child and I will no longer have a baby.  sniff, sniff. //  Other than that, it was praising Jesus for being alive!!  He paid a huge ransom for us sinners and we should never, ever, forget to say a constant thank you for his sacrifice. //  The rest was spent baking and working in the garden.  
What was your holiday weekend like?  Leave a link in the comments to your blog showcasing what you did. I would LOVE to read them! Or you can link up with Annapolis and Company like me. 🙂
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Over The Weekend

It never gets old having your baby fall asleep on you | The clouds began rolling in, making it rainy for days | Spices I used to make a new rub for the pork. The rub was great but the pork was rubbery. Oh well. | Scout playing peek-a-boo | a ring dish I won from Ceraminic. I’ve been stalking my mailbox all week waiting for it to arrive. | I actually put on makeup and wore my hair down | the boys | a cold, cloudy, and wet day deserved popcorn and a movie with the kids curled up on the couch.
How was your weekend?  
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Time is Not On My Side

I have a lot to say lately, but little time to say it.  
In other words, time is not on my side.

I’ve been busy.  
I wish I had a nickel for every time anyone said this, I’ve been busy.  I would be filthy rich for the rest of my life. Haha!  I have a pretty good hunch that at some point in a day, we utter those three words.  Four words if you choose to say,  I have instead of I’ve.  Okay, I’m going nowhere with this post so far.  Sorry for my mindless rambling. 
Back to time being on the side of someone else.  My point is, I’m behind on the posts I have been wanting to share.  I estimate I am two weeks behind on sharing what has been on my mind or has been happening in my life.  
One day my life will slow down enough that I can dedicate more time to my preferred hobbies, such as this blog, but until then I’ll probably be behind on dishing out the what’s, what, around here.  I’ll have to rely on notes with random thoughts scribbled across it, my memory, and my voice recorder to make sure I get it all down.  Not just for you; mainly it’s for me.  I love the documentation this blog gives our family.  As a matter of fact, I’m not sure why I didn’t blog sooner.  It’s so much quicker to type than it is to hand write (although, I still have handwritten journals.  they’re charming to flip through.) and you can add pictures as you see fit, which is also quicker than scrap booking.  Less expensive, too.  
I’m veering off my topic again.  
My overall point is that I’m about to play catch-up.  
So hang tight this week.  I’ve got…catching up to do. 
I’m very redundant tonight.  Gah!
Here are a few  pictures for all you visual lovers out there.  They are pictures of things I want to talk about but haven’t carved out the time to tell…there I go again with the redundancy.