Archives for August 2005

Today was a great day. The kids played happily and there was no violence except for a hug that turned into a chokehold. Is it “no harm, no foul?” That was what we called and then tore the Bean off the recipient of her love.

I miss my husband.

He is in South America and is having trouble getting a phone line. He was able to send an e-mail through cable. Sadly, I was having trouble with DSL and unable to retrieve it. He has been gone 5 days and we have spoken twice. We usually talk that much in a day.

Separation is a sort of death.

On the up side my friend Margaret is very high energy, not twitchy, just this powerful force. She gets energy from organizing things. So far she has hit my girls’ room, my son’s and our office. She is headed for the laundry next. I might run out of rooms before her visit is over.

My brain is melting a little bit. Too many early mornings. Hope everyone is well. Thanks to all who prayed. The power of grace is so real.

This is the story of two lovely ladies
whose husbands are very far away…

Six children. Two women.

I will elaborate as I am able.

If I come to mind it is the Holy Spirit. Do not quench him; get on your knees and pray.

I need to go to bed and hopefully rest up for a good day tomorrow. I have been sleeping poorly which is just so unfortunate as this bunch could undo a girl with a full night’s rest and energy to burn.

Hope everyone is doing well.

JayMarie – I have not been able to pull up your blog in about a week. Actually, I can see the blog, your links and list of latest blogs but not the actual posts. I had no problem when you had that stinking planet up for WEEKS but now that you are a busy little blogger I can’t get to it. That is bad manners. You or my computer are to blame. Are you blogging invisibly?

It’s a nice night and I am staying awake. It’s a little bit boring when I have to go to sleep. Birdie and Beanie are asleep and our Dad is gone to Venezuela.

It’s a little bit boring when Dad’s not here and we don’t have enough people to play hide-and-seek. Hide-and-seek is for night and day. I hope I could have some fun in the morning. I would have to be gentle to my sisters and my friends so I won’t lose all my money. I only have $8 left. And I am miserable. I hope I can get some more money by having a job. I would be sad if I lose all of my money. And I would have to work for about five years to earn a lot of money.

I hope you have fun.

With love from C. Riley H.

This has been said about 800 times in the last ten minutes as I have tried to clean out my e-mail, respond quickly and get on my blog. The only post today will be to say there is no post.

We have company. Our best friends are here for a week. Over the weekend Paul heads to Venezuela and then on Monday our friend, Matt heads back East to work on their house for a week. This means my friend Margaret and I will be here holding down the fort with 6 kids. That was an innocuous enough sentence, if you don’t really know me and especially if you don’t know Margaret. Basically, it will be like having two Lucies (as in, “I love…) with no Ethel to say, “Now Lucy…”, while Ricky and Fred are in other time zones. And one of is from Jersey.

Anyhoo my posting will probably be compromised by several wacky schemes.

I will try to report back from time to time.