first, the disclaimer: I did not blog Friday because I was alternating between lying on my deathbed and chasing toddlers. Getting up from your deathbed to chase toddlers makes you even deader, FYI.
I planned on writing about my Texas homesickness today, and I remembered doing that before, so I went and found it in the archives… it was one year ago tomorrow. So, clearly, this is a time of year that I am both nostalgic and homesick. Sigh.
I like living here. My favorite thing about living here is that I know this is where God has us right now, and that makes things easier and peaceful. But man, I miss Texas.
I wish I was sitting on the patio at Willie G’s right now with a couple pounds of crawfish and a Coke, and some friends. It doesn’t help that there’s 6 inches of snow on my back porch-balcony.
I miss living near family… I’m filling out all this self-study stuff about my siblings and how often we see each other and so on, and everything is like, well, we used to see each other every week…
The great news is, my mama is coming here Thursday. So I will get some Texas/family goodness up in here. Until then, waaaaaaah.