Totally random

Any creativity I might have used to paint fancy words on this page are all buried under a good helping of exhaustion. I felt it was necessary to workout a bit today, and that turns out to have been an unfortunate use of my energy resources. I'm apparently not nearly as close to fully recovered as I thought.

Of course, the wild night of partying until the late hour of 10 pm may account for some of the drowsiness I feel. My girlfriends came over last night because Patti was in town visiting. Patti has been our friend since the late 90's, and we miss her desperately since her husband moved her across the nation. There was wine consumed, and not a little bit of dessert. Due to Lent, of course, I abstained from the alcohol, but availed myself admirably of the cookies.

 

 

Nice, how Patti has a statue growing out of the top of her head.

 

Besides a convoluted and slightly nonsensical conversational involving the Cliff notes of our respective lives, we did Snapchat. We Snapchatted? We participated in the chatting of snap. We were not unlike a room full of tipsy teenagers staring at their phones and making ridiculous videos of ourselves. This was vastly amusing, if confusing, to the less technologically savvy among us.

 

The hilarity of last night's social engagement gave way to a more somber morning. Don was scheduled to appear in court this morning for a Probation Review Hearing, which he was most eagerly anticipating. After four years of the Juvenile Justice System, he was expecting to be set free of any further obligations. However, the judge has asked him to hang in there for one more month to finish  the program. Don was terribly disappointed.

 

At my advanced age, four weeks doesn't seem like any time at all; for a young guy it feels like forever. One more month, and he can be entirely free!

My tall, handsome son is taking a blissfully deep drag on that cigarette. I'm so proud. And short.

 

Who posts pictures of their children smoking? I post photos of my friends drinking, so I guess it's par for the course. I'm sometimes a bit too transparent for a dignified Christian homeschool mom.

Which reminds me!

That show I started binge watching during my recent illness? Mozart in the Jungle? Don't watch it unless you are super comfortable with cable TV morality. I just feel compelled to add that caveat. The first season had your run-of-the-mill sex, drugs and classical music. I just got to the second season, though, and found that I wish I hadn't recommended it quite so loudly.

 

I do think that Dignified Christian Homeschool moms should be transparent, though. I think it's important to be honest about our foibles and sins, about the reality of our imperfect lives.

So many people, Christians especially, put forward a false persona that looks convincingly flawless. It isn't helpful because all the regular messed up people look on thinking that something is wrong with themselves.

We're all dealing with stuff.

Some of us have kids who smoke, or kids who go off to live terribly awry of our values. Some of us drink or watch cable TV. Some of us have messy houses or 40 extra pounds. We need to talk about the reality of our lives so that other people will be able to talk about theirs, too. For people who love Jesus, our shortcomings are a big part of what we hold in common.