A horribly long and scatter-brained post... you're welcome.



It's kinda lame that I open almost every post nowadays with an apology for my interwebby silence.

I guess I'm just lame...

This post is just a mish mash of info about what has been happening, how we have been filling our time... how we are doing and random pictures. (truly a though out and organized piece of literary Internet happiness)

I know I've said it before, but sometimes, at the end of the day, I just don't have anything left to give. Sitting at the computer writing a post seems like too much work, emotionally...physically...

I know there are actual living, breathing souls out there who want to know how we are doing, how we are coping... if we are OK. I know I need to do a better job, but most days it seems like so much work to sit and think through, type out and tell how I feel... how we are.

We are fine...

I am tired.

We are hopeful and a bit scared and happy and sad and weary and strengthened and encouraged and struggling and fine all wrapped up in one strange beautiful package.

But mostly, me personally... I'm a bit run down.

Sounds sad and worse than it really is.

A lot of it has to do with being a Mama to 2 young, very energetic boys. Who both are in stages that stretch my patience and wisdom in parenting.

At least I'm hoping they are stages...

The other day I was at Target and Ryder was being Ryder, some woman actually careened her neck around the end of the aisle and stared at me... and my out of control child, but mostly me and my inability to quiet the siren-like wail coming from my son.

Sigh...

parenting...

Although the boys are trying and confusing and have me wondering how the human race has survived, they are also the source of my greatest moments. Rigg melts my heart and Ryder makes me belly laugh all day long. I am continually in awe of the privilege it is to be their Mama.

Andy has been hit by a typhoon-like wave of fatigue. He has been sleeping about 14-16 hours a day for the past week and a half. It has been rough. It's like being a single parent, (I can only imagine...) trying to keep the kids busy, quiet and away from the person they like most in the world... who they know is a mere 2 rooms away. He seems to be on the upswing though. So we are hopeful that the increase in temperature out of doors will also bring an increase in energy for the Captain.

We had a good Easter. The boys enjoyed egg hunts and chocolate... mostly the chocolate. Rigg kept referring to his tie as a scarf...

We put up a new light in the dinning room... I'm in love with it...seriously.

I've spent a couple of really fantastic days with my music teacher from high school. She came over and helped me re-do my bedroom (pictures on a later post). It has been so much fun, not only to spend time doing one of my favorite things, decorating, but to watch God seamlessly turn a teacher/mentor into a friend. I feel overwhelmingly blessed sometimes.

I bought bright coral pants... I love them. I also feel like an extra in a West Side Story production when I wear them... which kinda makes me like them more...

The Captain had a MRI just this morning. Going into our day my prayer was for calmness and peace, for a clear picture, for wisdom for the doc, that we would leave feeling hopeful and encouraged, that God would be glorified through this "cancer road" we are walking, and that God would heal Andy totally and completely.

We saw the doc right after the MRI.  The pic looks the same if not a bit better than a month ago.  It was good news. We are slowly headed in the right direction. The cloudiness that is swelling and radiation still hanging around his tumor bed can be there for up to 6 months after treatment.  So we now have a new baseline. God was faithful and showed His undeniable goodness to us again today.

Thank you for all of your prayers. We are fantastically overwhelmed with Gods provision and love for us through His people.