finer things

Well, the rain arrived. For a day. And this morning it turned into THIS:

And tomorrow it's supposed to be sunny and 50 degrees.
Really delightful, lovely and all the above. It melted quickly (in fact, the roads were never covered) but gave me enough of an excuse to drive the Land cruiser, send John out on an early morning donut run and keep Jack in his pajamas all day. These days are numbered, my friends, and I want to enjoy them. Jack got restless around 4:30, however, and we made a Goodwill 50% off day run. No good finds.

..Last night John and I hung out with good friends. We enjoyed a relaxed ambiance with soft lighting and Adele playing on the stereo. We shared wine and dreams that made our hearts tick. Things that inspire, encourage and spur us on.

Let me say this. I consider myself a dreamer over all, but I'm not a goal oriented visionary type person. I think there's a difference. I married a goal-man and love that side of him immensely, but if my only goal for the week is to do a load of laundry, have a few play/mommy-dates, good fellowship, time with Jesus, a deep chat with my man, a good selection of tv shows/movies and a story time or two with my kiddo, my week is a good one. (Reading that over, I guess I do kind of have "goals" for the week. Kind of.) Some people need vision and goals and plans for the week. For the day. I'm inspired by that, but don't fully understand it.

It was wonderful to be a bird perched on the ledge of a visionary's mind as they shared their dreams and goals for the years ahead. It was like sitting in on a conversation for a planning committee.(like a Finer Things meeting with Pam, Oscar and Toby.)

I kind of realized through the evenings festivities that I've let some of my dreams fall by the wayside. Which is good and bad. Some can be mended, revisited and revised while others are better off staying gone. I'm not sure what they are yet or when they will resurface, but I do know I'm open to it when they do.

Jesus has those dreams. and I know He's got plans for them, but in all my life experience, His dreams for our life are always better, fuller and rockier than anything I could have ever imagined on my own.

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On another note, my new vitamin regiment has been going well. I don't really feel different, but then again, I didn't really feel bad to begin with. I'm beginning to see more and more the crucial importance of what we put into our bodies and the affects it has on us. I know this isn't our home and our bodies aren't here forever (thank you, Lord!) But while we are here and living this life, I do think we should take care of it to the best of our abilities.

I'm optimistic about this Stress and Adrenal Support. The nasty taste has left and I've got a rhythm down on how to eat them. They aren't too bad. In fact, I already see a difference and that's all kind of weird/amazing. The rest of the vitamins are good, kind of a lot to guzzle down in the morning, but great.
 

a snowy sunday

 

Last night we slept with the window shade open. The snow fell all night long and we wanted to catch it as we drifted off to sleep. Which, when I think of it is kind of weird. Both of us wear glasses and without them we can't see much of the snow + we fell asleep in about 2.5 seconds. None the less, we wanted to see that beautiful crystal glow when we woke up.

However, after the 4th time Jack woke up in the night I shut the blinds to avoid any sign of daylight. It was 4:45am, people. I wasn't ready to see the snow or the morning. He sure was cute in those doggy pj's though. And I do try to treasure each little rock and cuddle. Around the 3rd time I went in to rock him he got kind of fidgety as if to tell me, "Ma, you're not giving me a lot of room here to get comfortable." So back into the crib he went and I didn't hear a peep. Until about a half hour later.

We don't get a lot of snow here, but about 2 times a year it falls heavy and thick and beautiful. The ever present Arizona sun soon greets the day and we have sugar looking snow that melts quickly. 

It sure is great to see the snow when it does visit, even if it doesn't last for long.

And these chubby little legs? I could just eat 'em right up.

out my window

the view is simply breathtaking.

Prescott was finally hit with a winter storm. Mild, but totally real. Gorgeous, white fluff drapes over every yard, street and tree around our neighborhood. I dare say, we are officially snowed in. Our plans for the day seem to be canceled and we will be venturing with Jack into the white unknown. The sun is doing it's best to peak through the clouds, but I hope they don't let him. As soon as the sun hits the beauty, it will all melt. I think it's still cold enough it will stick around.

What a great belated Christmas present. My heart is overflowing.

What started out as THIS...

 Turned into this...

hello, winter. I've missed you!

hey, it's finally cold outside

Winter has arrived, people. It's supposed to snow tomorrow! day before Christmas eve!

Yesterday it was warm enough for John and I to take Jack for a walk. It felt kind of funny going for a walk on December 20, but it was nice all the same. 

Jack runs wild outside. It's like his little spirit can't hold it in and he embraces the brisk air for all that it is. I think he gets that from his dad.

This is what happens every, single time we see something he loves/and or wants.

That's our winter view. It's nothing fancy, but it's home. Everything is gray and brown and we're ready to see glittering white. Can someone please send it our way?

Tomorrow, Jack and I will venture south to Phoenix to try our hand at preparing Christmas-esque food. Okay, whose kidding? Jack will play and mom will eat. Hopefully not.

The Sing Off finale was last night and since we don't have cable we hope to watch it tonight! Don't disappoint us, Ben (Folds)!