Sunny Monday morning

I had a party yesterday which involved food and wine and free stuff. Totally fun. The rules were that each participant needed to bring stuff they wanted to get rid of, plus a bottle of wine and food to share. Then, we shopped each other's stuff for free. This is Patsy's bright idea, and we do it every couple of years. You should try it. I got books, clothes, perfume, lacy doilies, and make up.
I love to entertain, but have done so little of it in recent years. It was pleasant, indeed, to have a room full of friends for the afternoon. Girlfriends are a bit of a luxury these days. It's increasingly difficult to invest in them. Partly, this is due to my romantic relationship, and partly, it's due to my schedule. I was reminded yesterday, that some friends will be there for years, despite the fluctuations of life.

In other news, I discovered that my eldest son has Levis that fit me. I stole them before church yesterday. I may never give them back. They look different on me than they look on him. He looks gangster when he wears them. I look a bit squeezed in. But they work, and they've expanded my blue-jeans options.

My house is silent, and I am not rushing off to work this morning. This makes me loathe to wake my children for the schoolday. However, we really need to get going with that pretty soon. I am torn, as usual, between my desire to be home, and my real need to work.
Tim and I were discussing our mutual desire for peace and tranquility in our respective homes. We were using different imagery to express our perspective on the matter. I think of home as a calm harbor, a shelter from the storms of life. He thinks of it as a walled fortress, keeping the world out. He chuckled, as we were discussing this, and wryly commented that between the two of us, "We've got 'em by land or by sea."
Unfortunately, that tranquility I love gets seriously impared when I am stressed about a lack of money.
Just this week, we had a reminder that God always provides. We had been skiing on Friday, and D's shoes got stolen. I was worried about the expense of replacing them. We stopped at the store on the way home and bought shoes anyway, because it had to be done. M commented that God always provides, and that I should not worry. When we got home, I grabbed the mail and found a gift of 100$. It included a note saying that "God is Always Faithful." Indeed, He is.

Well, then....the day is beginning without me.
I must away!