The alarm rang, all too soon, and I forced myself to pull back the warm blankets and put my feet on the chilly floor. This morning’s 6am alarm clock was filled with purpose. I was so proud of myself for fitting in 20 minutes of yoga, shower/makeup/hair/dressed, and pancakes started by 7am. Seriously impressive for me. I am totally ready to do the mom thing, let’s be honest.
Carly was coming over for a very important reason. It was Geek Day at school (you remember, right? Homecoming Spirit Week?) and she needed her hair French braided. (Lest you deduce that French braids are somehow geeky…they’re not. She was going for cute geek. There, I feel better about myself.) I was so glad she asked me if she could come to our house before school; I was really looking forward to it.
I even made pancakes for the occasion.
We didn’t have nearly enough time together, but it was a wonderful way to start the week. And a beautiful continuation of last week’s ministry rhythm.
Monday afternoon was book club and two lovely girls talked with Kevin and I for over an hour, while enjoying the delicacy of Tostino’s pizza rolls. After they left, we headed to the soccer fields for a quick tour and cheer of three different games–jv, varsity, and middle school. *whew* On our way into the school’s gymnasium for a volleyball game, we stopped and talked with one of my sweet 11th grade girls and her boyfriend.
Wednesday evening, I finished up my piano teaching hours at 7pm, grabbed dinner, and headed with Kevin to LeBaron’s for our second night ever of watching Survivor. I ducked out at 8:45 so I could make it over another teen girl’s house for the season premier of Criminal Minds. We had talked before about being big fans of the show and it occurred to me a few weeks ago that we should make a date of watching the first new episode of season. And I’m so glad we did! It was a late evening for both of us, but it was comfortable and cozy and definitely fun.
Thursday was filled with more piano teaching and then the time of the week that I’ve chosen to set aside for my high school girls. It’s a pseudo-small-group. They can come, comfortable, sharing their week, laughing, growing together. I haven’t pushed attendance because I wanted it to be a desired thing. It’s been very small, but most wonderful. Our conversation this past week was so raw and honest and yet somehow encouraging. I like when we can all be ourselves.
And that brings us back to today (oh, besides quizzing and youth group yesterday, and the mini trip to my house with 2 of the middle school girls to find as many “sparkly” accessories in my closet as possible to make their “Sparkle Day” of spirit week a success.)
May the Lord bless this week in ways I cannot ask or imagine.