Sunday, November 4th, 2007 « A Mother’s Journal

Cornbread and Pintos

By Lynn, on November 4th, 2007%

My life is full of wonderful things. My dear husband got up early this morning and put on a ham and a crockpot full of pinto beans. How wonderfully and accidentally our thinking came together. Something — I don’t know what — made me bring home a bag of cornbread muffins from work last night.

So I am having beans over cornbread before I go to work today.

Yum.

I kept hearing the children laughing in the den. I went around to see what was going on. Hubby was playing rummy with them. I came back and got the camera and snapped a picture.

I am glad he does things like this with the children, especially since I have to work. They are crazy about their daddy. I guess I am too. ~:-D

I don’t really want to work tonight. Who does? And on a Sunday. But I am doing what I have to right now, and I have to consider all the benefits that come from my job right now, food being close to the top of the list. ~:-D

Have a glorious Sunday,

I am the mother of four delightful children: a 23-year-old son, a 20-year-old son, a 17-year-old son, and a bright and bubbly 13-year-old daughter. I share an apartment home with my 17-year-old son and 13-year-old daughter. My little home on the internet is called Rose Cottage because of my love for gardening, roses, and all things romantic and Victorian. Welcome.

I'm a North Carolina girl and I love sharing North Carolina links and information. I do medical transcription from home. My hobbies include making sweet little dolls from clay who are named and have their own stories to tell. I also make old-fashioned brooches. These are for sale in my Etsy shop.

For 13 years continuously, I homeschooled some or all of our four children, but the time came that our homeschool had to be closed. It was the end of a beautiful chapter in my life. I will always be a strong supporter of homeschooling and I will continue to review books and maintain my homeschool website, The Healthy Homeschool.

To live content with small means; to seek elegance rather than luxury, and refinement rather than fashion; to be worthy, not respectable, and wealthy, not rich; to study hard, think quietly, talk gently, act frankly; to listen to stars and birds, to babes and sages, with open heart; to bear all cheerfully, do all bravely, await occasions, hurry never. In a word, to let the spiritual, unbidden and unconscious, grow up through the common. This is to be my symphony.
William Henry Channing
1810-1884