Paralyzed From the Brain Down - April 3, 2020

To say the past weeks have been weird is an understatement. I have been trying to work from home, but it's difficult. What's worse is that I'm home more, but am completely unable to paint! I'm paralyzed and I can't figure out what's wrong. My husband says all psychological problems are inherently fixable if you can articulate what the problem is. So when I can't articulate it, I feel worse, like it's only ME standing in the way of feeling better. If only I were smarter.
One fun thing is that my siblings and I are all talking more online. Yesterday we had the best conversation because one never-available-when-we-group-call sibling actually took part! Unfortunately, they also got mad when I took a (lot) screenshots. I touched up one of the screenshots to show how they should really feel about me. 

I'm thinking of downloading some filters for my next meeting at work and looking like the potato lady I can't stop laughing at this picture. 

And laugh…

Sometimes My Life Doesn't Have a Title

Busy, hot weekend. Brian's and my first weekend together was spent apart. He had to go help his great aunt pack up and move to Northern California. His "I might be home by 3 or earlier" ended up being 5:30. I spent my day printing out the rest of my beads, gardening a bit before it became too darn hot (my garden has been completely inundated with 2-ft high grasses), taking Kiff to McDonalds (or is it McDonald's?) -- where, incidentally, I had the best QUIET time ever - Kiff played on the toys and I simply cut out beads. IT WAS GREAT! I made pizza sauce in my blazing hot kitchen and offered Brian to make dinner. He wanted to go out to eat because he was very very very hungry.

The line was so long for Hometown Buffet that we went next door to Rusty's pizza. I received a terrific compliment from Brian that he was so used to my pizza (artisan crust, varied and abundant toppings, garlicky sauce, ooer!) that this one (thin, limp crust, abundant bland tomato-ey sauce, I-think-there-was-some-cheese and sparse pepperoni) paled, I say paled!, by comparison.

I've been trying to make a routine at night. (Brian feels it is his duty to try to mess it up every night, but I will persevere.) I do the Wii. Yesterday was my 12th day in a row. Yay me! At as close to 9pm as I can, I have Kiff ready for bed and we go to my bed for scripture study. There we sing an opening song, have a prayer and read out of the illustrated (badly) scriptures. Kiff actually has learned the opening song (I sing the same one each day until he knows it) (this time we're learning "Jesus Said Love Everyone") and asks for the closing song ("The Golden Plates") multiple times. That was my favorite song when I was little, so I indulge him. He's changed the words to the Jesus song from this: When your heart is filled with love, others will love YOU to Others will love Kiff. Cute, huh? Not at all ego-centric!

Also, made lasagna, enchiladas (2 batches), salsa and 2 pizzas yesterday. It was good.


RoMo said…
I agree. Somebody should really re-illustrate those illustrated scriptures.
Heather Eddy said…
Wish I could, but I just DON'T have the patience - or ability to draw more than one person in a scene and have them match heights. :)

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