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My Sunday Cup

This afternoon I am drinking from my Sunday cup.  It’s one I haven’t used since before I lived in this house, which means I probably haven’t used it since becoming a mother.  I drank from this cup every Sunday afternoon BC (before children).  Drinking from my Sunday cup was a privilege I only allowed myself on a Sunday afternoon when my entire house was clean and sparkling, something of which I regrettably cannot currently boast.  The delicate, ornate, blue and white teacup and saucer were a gift to me from the tea room the day of my bridal shower.  Somehow that teacup spoke to me of a life which I had yet to live.  It seemed to represent a person, a season, an experience that I had yet to embark upon.  Now looking back, I see that my teacup was indeed symbolic--symbolic of my journey into adulthood where fantasy and reality intermingle too delicately to tell them apart.

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The Relevance of Christmas

I’ve a grown a bit weary of the frivolities of Christmas.  Cheap strings of lights on houses, larger-than-life candy canes lining driveways, Santa posing for kids’ photos in the mall, junk mail with pictures of shiny red bows on tools offering “More Christmas”...the list goes on and on.  All of these things that modern marketing techniques now leverage to benefit our sacred economy threaten to distract us from the real reason we celebrate Christmas.  I know, I know, we hear it every year.  Jesus is the Reason for the Season.  So if that’s the case, than why isn’t He the Focus of the Season?  Why do we pour so much energy into decorating our houses and buying gifts yet almost overlook worshiping Him?

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Tags are trimmed off new clothes and the door lined with shoes.  Packs are stuffed with supplies that have never been used.  Uniforms are laid out with white bobby socks too, and my children are sleeping, I know not what to do.  Should I blog, should I work, should I sit and boo-hoo?  It’s the night before school starts for Thing 1 and Thing 2!

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This isn’t a real good time to be writing an article like this, since I’d rather not have red eyes before Bill and I head off for dinner to celebrate our ninth anniversary.  But I have a few moments of peace, a cup of coffee, and a heart that is brimming over with emotions just as sure as my eyes are brimming with tears.

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My friend Andy recently posted an article about his desire to get back to his original blogging subjects--his kids.  I had already been thinking about my own blog and it’s unfortunate disappearance, and I had been wondering just how in the world I could ever catch up with all my un-journaled feelings and experiences.  Just as I was moseying through my Google Reader, I came across Andy’s post and immediately realized it was time to do something about my own blogging issue.  Unlike Andy’s blogging woes, though, mine will be harder to alleviate.  While his blog has gone from kiddo to techno, mine has just gone out the window.  But at least I know I have a problem.  Admitting the problem is the first step to fixing it, right?

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Life in Oklahoma

Last night when I went to bed, I started thinking that I might have come across a bit down on Oklahoma.  And I’m not down on it at all, so I thought I might clarify my true feelings about living here.

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The First 14 Random Things

This meme has been going around Facebook, and I’ve been tagged a couple dozen times.  I don’t usually do these things (isn’t that what you’re supposed to say before you do one?), but I nearly split my sides last night laughing at two of my friends who did, so I decided I want a piece of the action.  The point is to write 25 random things about yourself, and then to tag your friends on Facebook so they’ll do the same and tag you back.  It’s to “learn more about each other.” But I say, no way.  It’s to get a good laugh.

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Last night I let the kids stay up late coloring at the coffee table while I sat on the couch proofing my latest web project.  Most of my work I do after they go to bed, but on this Christmas vacation schedule, we’re not so pressed to get them to bed at a reasonable hour.  When they’re occupied every now and then, I’ll pick up the computer and do a little work.

After a few minutes of my chatting, working, coloring, working, watching a video online, then working some more, Will was curious about my work.  “Mom,” he asked, “do you have to do that?”

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I don’t have much good to say about living in a small town.  Especially after spending two weeks of July in three different metropolitan cities in the Southeast.  And I always try to hold to the adage that if you don’t have anything good to say, you shouldn’t say anything at all.  And that, my friends, is one of the reasons I haven’t blogged in over a month.  But despite my discontentment with things like a brand-new Starbucks planning to close its doors, nowhere to buy a swimsuit for small children, and driving over two hours just to see a medical specialist, there is still one thing I love about a small town--the people.

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You may remember the time two years ago when I determined to simplify my life.  “Simplify” was truly my theme for 2006.  I pared down my projects, spent more time reading, and less time working.  Then, by vacation midway through the year, I found myself a workaholic again.  After several days at the beach with no kids, no work, and absolutely no thinking, I once again discovered what relaxation was.  I determined to do some form of it each day.  That lasted, oh, about a week.

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Blog When You’re Tired

I’m waiting for my coffee to brew.  It’s after 3:00 and time for my afternoon coffee break.  But just like usual, I’m so exhausted that if I sit down in the armchair, I may not get back up to pour my coffee.  So I’m taking my own advice from a blog I once thought up but never wrote, to blog when I’m tired.

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The First Winter

I saw a red tree today.  You may find it funny for me to mention that on a crisp November day.  But in a place where trees are too scarce to mention, finding one with leaves other than green ones is a rare and special treat.  I had almost forgotten it was fall.

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