Friday, October 29, 2010

Pilgrimama Cleans

Dear Julia Charlotte,
        It is a New Day. Hopefully it will be a day In Which I get Things Done!
Yesterday I decided that when I don't feel motivated, I should always find one corner and get started. Because,you see, then I usually find other things that need doing at then the ball is rolling and then poof! Suddenly I am no longer Undermotivated!
Which, speaking of getting going-I should go water the mums by my front door. And empty a bucket of cleaning water.
Yesterday I cleaned my stairway which was very dusty and stowed an errant suitcase which had the nerve to be waiting on my the stairwell for days!
Now if only I can soon pick up some Patterned Duct Tape and patch the ottoman which had the nerve to hunker down in the foyer, I will be all set!
Maybe today could be a Day for Cleaning out Freecycle Clothes?
                                                                                                         In a Cleanup Mood,
                                                                                                           Pilgrimama

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

re: random thoughts late at night

POST-edit    THIS IS EDITED-I SHOULD NOT POST LATE AT NIGHT. THE END!
Dear Julia Charlotte,
        I do not plan to eat so much raw cinnamon roll dough ever again if I can help it.
It causes one to suffer the effects of drinking soda pop but in a "bready" flavor. Gross!

A friend has my sons tonight for a sleepover. Lee-sweetie is working. Me and ma-girls (who are sleeping) here.
I am reading too many late night blog stories and folding laundry.
I am feeling very happy with the three pans of cinnamon rolls Chelsea and I made that are now resting on our kitchen counter AND the tiedye window decorations I hung on the kitchen window (which is by my roughboard shelf). Accomplishment I say!
My internet connection was out for a long while today.
I should go wash late night dishes which means I should dress appropriately as my kitchen windows are curtainless and I have neighbors closeby in a couple directions...
I am also sad because I received some sad news tonight about a friend being hurt in an accident-possibly seriously.
I have closed my other curtains and tidied my rooms for the night. It always feels so cozy and so this is a major incentive in tidying up in the evening for yours truly.
I think I should now wash my hair and brush my teeth for the night.That would be truly mature of me.

Ok, all clean and shiny.
Someone sent over four freezer pops for the small fry, I have numerous mosquito bites and opened the door leading to the deck to welcome in some cool air today-what is up with the weather. That said it is also rainy. Laundry I have out does not seem like it will dry too quickly...


                                                                                               Ever  Rambling,
                                                                                                 Pilgrimama

Friday, October 22, 2010

re: question

Dear Julia Charlotte,
 







Day full of promise
flu going around
husband made food
smells good
discipline is called for
house messy after visitors
last night
lots of things
on the to-do list
get ready
for the birthday celebration
my schedule
is cut out for me
for at least 3 days
is there room
for creativity
in the midst of
all
this
schedule?

                                            ~Pilgrimama

Update:  One of my children is working on making an apple crisp today, another is busy making homemade stickers to use as party favors for his birthday, another has started the woodstove and has candles lit, and the fourth has happily spread baking soda on the bathroom floor and (it seems) pooped on the toilet and in her potty.
It is a good and creative day.

Thursday, October 14, 2010

re: weaving and busy

Dear Julia Charlotte,
        This week is ending up so much busier than I'd hoped . Babysitting,guests,  a baby blessing, loving on a pregnant friend, sewing night, monthly carryin lunch at Lee's work, church meetings-it's all adding up to a little crazy!
I adore being home, working on projects for long stretches without interruption and besides there are still bags to unpack from our trip and stuff to reshift from the day we renewed our vows.
So this? This is not so fun!
Next week I may have to put the foot down and just hibernate.
I adore all I'm doing too, it's just I wish for a bit of a breather!
Today I went to craft class and started weaving a scarf. That was a very restful thing to do.
Lacy weaving strip in amongst the off white material and the floral.
It has an overall scrappy look.
And Alex learned to fingerknit and I am most pleased!
I think this letter is very rambling.
More later!
~Pilgrimama

Monday, October 11, 2010

re: a season of quietness

Dear Julia Charlotte,
           Our camera has pretty much slowly declined and now gasped it's last breaths.
Somehow this feels right for this particular moment in our lives. It seems to me that usually I would be quite down about having no camera for some of the amazing and memorable moments we've been having of late. But right now it feels mostly right.
A hideyhole time of no private images of our lives being projected out into the big world.
A moment of respite. of resting quietly in each others arms,not articulating and publicizing every beautiful detail.
And too, it sits well with me,this waiting for a camera to be in the budget. Of late I am striving to bring beauty and contentment  to life even when the resources to accomplish that might be sparce.And so I hope to keep my little blog afloat and alive and hopefully a lovely reading place in which to store up the thoughts of my head which often emerge as letters to the beloved and ficticious Julia Charlotte.
Tonight I will go in search of more quiet moments, of a fluid settling into the  empty moments left me in this day, of restfulness.
In the coming days?
Hopefully some updates of recent events in our little lives!
But know that I will probably not be able to capture in mere words the half of it.
                                                                                                                                    Pilgrimama