Saturday, January 9, 2010
Thursday, January 7, 2010
(Note: January 10 is Sarah's 7-year anniversary of her bone marrow transplant. Every day until then, I will be posting various excerpts from her treatment blog over at Sarah's Spot.)
Steve and Nathan got home late yesterday afternoon from two days of skiing in Wintergreen, VA. It was their annual father/son ski outing, which they both look forward to with the greatest of anticipation.
Now why anyone would enjoy paying good money to freeze their behiney off on a cold mountain is beyond MY realm of understanding but hey, whatever floats your boat, right?
Sarah and I stayed at home and “suffered” with heated mattress pads, hot chocolate, a snuggly doggy and a house temperature of 71 cozy degrees. And we got to do it for free! Hurray!
While the guys were gone, I worked some more on getting settled into our new home. After being in here close to a month, I am happy to report that it is truly beginning to feel like home. I rarely think about our old house anymore (except to pray that it sells—quickly!) and am thoroughly enjoying our new digs.
I know I’ve posted a few pictures along the way, like this . . .
And this . . .
However, I have hesitated about posting certain other pictures because I know how it is to look at photographs of another person’s home and be overcome with jealousy. I just haven’t wanted to create those kinds of negative feelings for you and cause you to be dissatisfied with your own home.
But I have to say that the time has finally come. I’m not going to hold off any longer. I’m going to throw the doors of our beautiful home wide open and invite you into the most amazing room of all, the downstairs bathroom, the spot with the loveliest of accoutrements. I’m afraid you’re just going to have to DEAL with any feelings of envy that might arise from viewing it.
Okay. Are you ready?
First, let me draw your attention to Exhibit A. Now to you, this may look like just a simple, small picture hook. Nothing too get too excited (or envious) about. Right? But wait. There’s more!
Since we are such a high class family when it comes to our decorating talents, we decided that a picture hook would be the perfect thing to hang a hand towel on!
Are you overcome with jealousy yet? Does viewing the graceful folds of the cloth as it hangs in gracious grandeur on the hook cause you to want to run out and buy your OWN picture hook? Trust me. I understand. I know this must be very difficult for you.
And now, if you want the full effect of our Martha Stewart-esque Splendor, here is the towel and the picture hook in the context of the rest of the decor. (The mirror, by the way, came from the thrift store right up the road.) I wouldn’t be at all surprised if a whole wave of Picture Hook Towel Hanging Decorating swept across the country simply because of the impressive influence of our creative classiness. Hey, not everyone can be like us!
Hmmm. I’m not quite sure who this fella is or how he was allowed to wander into the splendor of our downstairs bath. Maybe if we ignore him, he’ll just go away?
Yup. It worked. He’s gone.
From the Comments Section
Q. I've been wondering if Nathan ever got any results back from the heart monitor
he had to wear a while back? Hopefully all turned out fine! --Melissa
A. Melissa, thanks for inquiring about him! We just recently got his results back; there was a bit of a delay because of our phone number being changed.
Thankfully, the results showed that everything is fine, heart-wise. Their basic consensus is that he has a "regular irregular" heart beat. In other words, it doesn't beat like other peoples' hearts, but for him, it seems to be okay.
I have an appointment booked for him tomorrow to see a doctor in Manteo who will look further into his thyroid issues. (We didn’t even know he had thyroid issues until they started poking around and looking into his irregular heart beat.) Although we don’t know what all the thyroid treatment will consist of, Nathan is just happy to be going back to school Monday with a little paper from his cardiologist saying that he is cleared to donate plasma. Hey, a College Dude has to get money from somewhere!
Q. Becky, I am SO interested in learning to sign worship songs. I would probably never do it in front of a group of people (too shy and klutzy), but I'd LOVE to be able to do it as part of my own private worship. Can you ask Meagan how she learned it? I don't see how you could learn it from a book. I've tried to find something online, but haven't had much luck. Anyway, I'd appreciate any help she could give me. --- Jenny in Idaho
Here is Meagan’s reply:
I learned sign language for a Fine Arts competition when I was a teen. A lady in the church I was attending at the time taught me. I would go to her house for a face-to-face lesson and then she would video herself performing the song. I would take the video home and finish learning the song on my own. After I had memorized the entire song, I would go back to her house again for a final lesson to polish up anything I may have missed or did not quite understand.
Q. What is the tradition of your family wearing red on Christmas? --Nancy
A. Actually, we usually wear whatever color I find on sale at Salvation Army! Yes, we do normally wear red (only since it's a popular Christmas color) but last year, we all wore pink because I happened to find a pink Christmas sweater for $3.
This year, I found the red and white sweater at a thrift store so we wore red.
The rest of the family doesn't really care what we wear, so I have the happy job of finding something for a bargain and then coordinating Smith Outfits from there.
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Sarah and I dropped off a meal last night to a recently bereaved church family. This is the view that welcomed us when we arrived.
Winter over the water. Simple splendor.