"...the ballad of a dove // go with peace and love..."
[x] First and foremost, this song positively SLAYS me. I don't think
I've managed to make it through this whole tune without absolutely
bawling my eyes out. It chokes me up every.single.time. Just...wow. The
first verse just absolutely guts me:
Lord make me a rainbow, I'll shine down on my mother
She'll know I'm safe with you when she stands under my colors, oh and
Life ain't always what you think it ought to be, no
Ain't even grey, but she buries her baby
The sharp knife of a short life, well
I've had just enough time...
It's not usually the kind of music I'm drawn toward, but this one...just...yeah. Yeah.
[x] Tori's new album? Overall, I love it. One day (week/month/year/decade) when I'm not so tired, I will write out all my thoughts and name my favorite and least favorite songs. But that's a project for another time.
[x] Last night's mandatory religious education course didn't go so well. I managed to avoid standing up and/or pounding my fists on the table and screaming hysterically, but not by much. Not by much at all, really. It was rough. It was so bad that by the time we left I had a Class A headache going on. That bad. Yes. In fairness, I'm not a huge fan of the retired Pastor who teaches it. He's very...condescending. I'm guessing he's just one of those people with a little less verbal finesse than most. I think the information presented--while clearly stating the church's beliefs--could've been better delivered in a less overbearing way. Thankfully, the current Pastor kicks ass. And yes, I just said "Pastor" and "ass" in the same sentence, but whatev.
[x] I feel like I'm spinning my tires with the school district and the subsequent nursing debacle(s). I can't really detail it out here, but UGH. It's been ridiculously...ridiculous. Every day something new leaves me shaking my head back and forth. I'm not at all patient where any of my kids are concerned. For the most part--and I know this will probably shock the hell out of those who know me well--I'm usually pretty controlled with stuff like this, even if my gut instinct is to fly off the handle. But oh...I'm so close to the edge. One more push is all it might take.
Deep breaths.
It's going to be fine, it's going to work out, it's going to be fine.
Rinse and repeat.
[x] Halloween is right around the corner. Really? Already?! And in just a few DAYS, LF turns two. And not too long after both of those momentous events, yours truly hits the big three-one. This year has blown by so quickly. What is that cliche yet very true saying...the days are long but the years are short? Good grief, yes. That is so right on. I really try to soak it all up and appreciate it with my every breath. Sometimes I do a better job than others, but I do try...
[x] I've started to think about writing again. I'm not lacking inspiration, but I find a lot of what I write pulls from my own life (both past and present), and some of that...well, it's not very pretty (not past relationship stuff, really...just past "me" stuff). And sometimes it's a tough pill to swallow and is just overall emotionally difficult to visit for any number of reasons. How I envy those with the proverbial on/off switch! I take it all in and soak it all up and drink it down and keep it forever. A blessing and a curse, right? To be able to recall such pain is tantamount to being able to recall such beauty? A double-edged sword, I suppose. But I don't have enough down time to really scratch out anything right now, but at the very least...I'm hopeful that time will come. I think it well.
[x] Bear told me today that he wanted to buy me a convertible VW Beetle (my favorite-ever car after the Angel Van) for my birthday and he was SO disappointed that he couldn't make it happen with what he had in his piggy bank. He is SO cute. He said, "Mama, one day I'll buy it for you as a surprise then. Maybe when I'm twelve. Or eighty." The innocence and sweetness of kids is seriously the kind of thing that powers this very world. <3
[x] Okay, enough rambling for one night. Gonna wrap all this up, straighten up a bit, and hit the hay. <3
Lord make me a rainbow, I'll shine down on my mother
She'll know I'm safe with you when she stands under my colors, oh and
Life ain't always what you think it ought to be, no
Ain't even grey, but she buries her baby
The sharp knife of a short life, well
I've had just enough time...
It's not usually the kind of music I'm drawn toward, but this one...just...yeah. Yeah.
[x] Tori's new album? Overall, I love it. One day (week/month/year/decade) when I'm not so tired, I will write out all my thoughts and name my favorite and least favorite songs. But that's a project for another time.
[x] Last night's mandatory religious education course didn't go so well. I managed to avoid standing up and/or pounding my fists on the table and screaming hysterically, but not by much. Not by much at all, really. It was rough. It was so bad that by the time we left I had a Class A headache going on. That bad. Yes. In fairness, I'm not a huge fan of the retired Pastor who teaches it. He's very...condescending. I'm guessing he's just one of those people with a little less verbal finesse than most. I think the information presented--while clearly stating the church's beliefs--could've been better delivered in a less overbearing way. Thankfully, the current Pastor kicks ass. And yes, I just said "Pastor" and "ass" in the same sentence, but whatev.
[x] I feel like I'm spinning my tires with the school district and the subsequent nursing debacle(s). I can't really detail it out here, but UGH. It's been ridiculously...ridiculous. Every day something new leaves me shaking my head back and forth. I'm not at all patient where any of my kids are concerned. For the most part--and I know this will probably shock the hell out of those who know me well--I'm usually pretty controlled with stuff like this, even if my gut instinct is to fly off the handle. But oh...I'm so close to the edge. One more push is all it might take.
Deep breaths.
It's going to be fine, it's going to work out, it's going to be fine.
Rinse and repeat.
[x] Halloween is right around the corner. Really? Already?! And in just a few DAYS, LF turns two. And not too long after both of those momentous events, yours truly hits the big three-one. This year has blown by so quickly. What is that cliche yet very true saying...the days are long but the years are short? Good grief, yes. That is so right on. I really try to soak it all up and appreciate it with my every breath. Sometimes I do a better job than others, but I do try...
[x] I've started to think about writing again. I'm not lacking inspiration, but I find a lot of what I write pulls from my own life (both past and present), and some of that...well, it's not very pretty (not past relationship stuff, really...just past "me" stuff). And sometimes it's a tough pill to swallow and is just overall emotionally difficult to visit for any number of reasons. How I envy those with the proverbial on/off switch! I take it all in and soak it all up and drink it down and keep it forever. A blessing and a curse, right? To be able to recall such pain is tantamount to being able to recall such beauty? A double-edged sword, I suppose. But I don't have enough down time to really scratch out anything right now, but at the very least...I'm hopeful that time will come. I think it well.
[x] Bear told me today that he wanted to buy me a convertible VW Beetle (my favorite-ever car after the Angel Van) for my birthday and he was SO disappointed that he couldn't make it happen with what he had in his piggy bank. He is SO cute. He said, "Mama, one day I'll buy it for you as a surprise then. Maybe when I'm twelve. Or eighty." The innocence and sweetness of kids is seriously the kind of thing that powers this very world. <3
[x] Okay, enough rambling for one night. Gonna wrap all this up, straighten up a bit, and hit the hay. <3
Posted by courtney at 9/28/2011 10:02 PM 
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