Thursday, April 15, 2010

2 days

Wow. Where did the last 9 days go?  Crazy how time flies when you're busy.

Yesterday morning, I woke up and looked in the mirror and said to my self "self...your sweet little Lindsey is getting married in three days".  Then, to prevent from crying, I said "self... you need botox".

This morning, the weight of what happens in two days is starting to set in.  A whole new stage in life.  A whole new relationship with my barbie loving dancing Cinderella loving thumb sucking dress up girl.  She's all grown up, ready to be a loving, caring, supportive, God fearing wife.  Ready to start a family and journey through life together. 

The dumbest things have went through my head the last few days.... I've suddenly noticed so many more gray hairs and wrinkles in places that I didn't know you got wrinkles in. 

So many things will change.  Her devotion and heart will be his fully.  My relationship with her becomes secondary to him.

And yet, so many things stay the same. My heart is still committed to her well being and good. She still values and honors me as a mom.

I don't know if I've mentioned it in this blog.  But, I'm proud of my Lindsey.  We are very very happy and excited that she is marrying Joe.  He's a great guy full of life, a hard worker, he adores her, and most importantly, loves the Lord.  When he and Shawn talked last summer when he made his love for Lindsey known, he told Shawn that his goal in life is to be a good husband, a good father, and a good man.  What more could I desire for my daughter? 

The next few days will be a whirlwind.  I may not get back to this blog before the wedding... but I wanted to jot some of my thoughts and emotions before I forgot this moment... just two days before the two shall become one.

Jitz and Joe 092

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Tuesday, April 06, 2010

11 Days

I intended to bake some cakes tonight.

I didn't.  Instead, I worked 10 hours, ate supper, went to my youngest's dance class and watched LOST.

I did, however, accomplish one thing wedding-related in between dance and Lost.  I tied ribbon onto the vases and cut the tulle for the centerpieces.  I just tell myself that I just have to do one thing each day.

If only the rest of my family would tell themselves that same thing.

I'm afraid of next week.  I'm pretty sure I'll have some sort of breakdown.  Freak out at someone and throw mud or some crazy thing.

I semi sort of did that tonight.  You see...before all this wedding business started, I had decided that before spring, I would go ahead and clean out the storage rooms in the basement.  So, I pulled everything out and was slowly organizing it.  Tonight, I made my family shove it all back in the storage rooms.  I announced to them that I wanted a new family... one that doesn't keep all that stupid stuff.

If the weather would cooperate and quit raining, I'd try to paint the other zillion branches in the garage.

I wonder who can really appreciate what it means to be me today. Can you feel the tension rising in this blog? Wasn't it just yesterday that I was all "not stressed"?

What can I say? Just being real.

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Sunday, April 04, 2010

13 days....

We have exactly 13 days until the wedding.  Call me crazy but I'm not stressed yet.  I have been trying to make lists of lists so that I don't forget anything.  I've already forgotten lots.

I'm trying to focus on the important things...

This weekend, on Saturday, we spent some time with our Gourmet Club friends.  I wasn't sure how I would feel about Korean food. I like it.

Today, Easter Sunday, we went to see our oldest daughter and went to church with her.  Her church had a very moving drama.  I cried from the first scene all the way through the end to worship.  Everyone did. The entire congregation. 

It wasn't your typical Easter passion play.  It was the story of a man named Charlie who was in the hospital, dying.  And two other roommates.  It was narrated from the perspective of his doctor, whose life Charlie touched with his celebration of Christ's love.

Three men, dying.  One spent his last days attempting to keep his company alive and his money growing.  He spent his last days celebrating his monetary gains in life.  Another man held onto fear.  Fear of dying. Fear of leaving a life he knew and loved. And then there was Charlie.  Charlie who celebrated every moment as a gift from the Lord.  Charlie who taught that true success is living for the things that will outlive you.

At the end, I was in awe of God.  As we sang the words of Horatio Spafford ,...

When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.

Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my soul.

My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!
My sin, not in part but the whole,
Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!

And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
Even so, it is well with my soul.

Friday, April 02, 2010

15 days....

Today the bride-to-be and I went to get facials.  If you want to get a facial in this area, give me a call and I'll tell you where to go and where not to go.  The place we went today was so-so.  I probably wouldn't go there again.  It was sufficient... but there was one teensy tiny thing.  The doors and walls were thin.  So, every. single. conversation that occurred in the hair salon was heard in my "relaxation" mode.  It wasn't that relaxing.

If you've never had a facial... you MUST.  The hot towels are the absolute best ever.

On another note, today we bought cakes. Lots and lots of cakes.

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And then, we baked a couple to try out a recipe.... you know, we have to test it before we serve it to our guests.  With a few minor tweaks, we found our cake.

Tonight's agenda includes tying and taping blue ribbon onto clear vases.  Oh the fun things you do at a DIY wedding.

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Thursday, April 01, 2010

16 days....A picture would be so much better...

But I didn't take one.

I came home from work today to find my dear friend Kathy in my front lawn, in a lawn chair, with a paint brush... and all the tree branches for the wedding that needed to be painted.  I didn't tell her...but she had paint all over her face and legs and it was quite cute.

I love that woman.  I merely mentioned that we had some branches to paint and would she help... I told her I'd give her a call this weekend... and the next thing I knew, she was here.  She came here at 10:00 in the morning... I was at work and the girls were home.  They fed the woman on the lawn a sandwich for lunch and gave her some water... Emily and her friend drew sidewalk chalk pictures around one point, Abbie gave her a spray nozzle to help her out... I came home at 4:00pm then left to go to Walmart for some more paint.  I painted with her until nearly 8:00 at night.  She was here for 10 hours.  Painting.

Kathy, whatever it is I did to earn a friend like you, I don't know.  But, I do know that you are an amazing woman always willing to share your time and energy for others.  You are a blessing to not only me, but so many.  Thank you for sitting in my yard all day.  It was fun.  You amaze me. 

Like I said... I wish I had a picture.