And the new year/winter blahs begin…

It’s 10 p.m. and feels more like 2 a.m. I am whipped. This holiday stuff’ll knock it out of you. We left our house yesterday after church and got back around 6:30 tonight. The girls slept the whole hour drive home and went right up to bed at 6:30. I’m praying they don’t get up at 4:00 tomorrow morn. As soon as I blog, I’m heading to bed–I can’t remember the last time I was in bed before 11.

Happy New Year! Although I’m not feeling all that bubbly. I held two of my favorite people today while they cried. One was my baby sister who is moving to South Carolina on Thursday. She’s 21, has been married for 5 months and is heading down south to be a youth pastor’s wife. She’s excited, but it’s killing her to move so far away from her siblings and their kiddos. I watched her take a million pictures of her nieces and nephews, especially Nina (in her throw-the-head-back-and-grin-like-a-maniac pose) and my heart ached as I knew she was trying to store up as many memories as she could to sustain her until she sees them again. It’s making me cry right now. Sniff, sniff.

I read someone’s blog tonight who said she was feeling down because as she thought about her new year’s resolutions for 2007, she realized they were all the same ones as last year. Ones she had made and never accomplished. I, too, spend a good part of my life wishing I had done better/more.

Anyway, on a lighter note, as I sat down to blog, I heard the most amazing sound. Birds chirping outside our living room window. At 10 pm on January 1st. I was just about ready to type something about it when a little bell went off in my head. There’s this guy I know, who at the moment is upstairs in my bed and does a mean impression of chirping birds. But I thought he was asleep. I went upstairs to solve the mystery, and despite his protests, I got the truth out of him. Yes, he was chirping. And yes, it was a mating call. He told me to go ahead and finish my (short) blog. Apparently, I’m taking too long, because the chirping has started up again.

Really quick–the other night Gabe fell asleep in the recliner watching TV. At midnight, I woke him up and told him I was going to bed. He kept saying, “Where? Where?” He went upstairs and wandered around aimlessly, then said, “If you don’t go to church, and I have to go alone, do I go in there?” (pointing in the closet) I gently guided him to the bed, tried not to bust up laughing, and went downstairs to write down what he said so I could blog about it.

Okay, Chirpy is getting impatient. Love to you all! I’m feeling happier already just blogging a bit about my life and thoughts. I’m looking forward to having the gang back in xanga-land. Have a great week!

18 thoughts on “And the new year/winter blahs begin…

  1. angntug

    Happy Anniversary! Nine years! I love anniversaries and Valentine’s Day and all of those great days that I can spend alone time with my hubbie……almost to your ten year mark!

  2. Nixter77

    I understand the storing up of memories, not knowing when I will see my family again makes me sad and hurts. We can keep each other in prayer about this… Hope you aren’t too sad my lovely Marsy 😉 Cheer up chicken. Miss ya.

  3. OkinawaAna

    Thanks so much for the comments you left on my site!  We actually know someof the teachers at OCSI, some of whom might have been there while you were.  Do you know the Cruzados?  We really feel fortunate to be here, as I’m sure you also did while living here.  Great to hear from you!

  4. kkakwright

    My hubby also sleep walks and talks.  Makes for great entertainment and a good laugh. 

    My sister and I got closer after she moved away.  It was like we both realized what we had all the more after she left.  I pray the same for you and your sis.  🙂

  5. biblestorebrowser

    Ah, what a great way to end the night. . . after a marathon catch-up on my blogs which have sat idle for weeks. The things people do when they’re sleeping. . . Thanks for the laughs, M & tonialynn!

  6. tonialynn59

    My heart was breaking for you sister as I read what you said about her moving away.  It is so hard to move away from family.  I also spend a good part of my life wishing I had done more/better.  The bird chirping cracks me up and the story about your hubby ready to go into the closet!  My brother when he was about 10, went into my parents bedroom during the night and flipped on the light.  He walked over to my dads dresser and started throwing stuff out of the top drawer.  Then dad realized he was going to use the drawer as a urinal and stopped him.  Also when my hubby was young, his mom caught him peeing in the pickle crock (yes, she had pickles in it!).  Funny stories!  Makes for an interesting life!  Hope you got a good nights sleep and your little ones slept all night long for you!

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