On facebook

I'm not online very much these days - actively home educating three intelligent girls and keeping tabs on one boisterous son means I rarely have the time to sit and write. I visit a couple of forums, read a couple of blogs, and that's about it - as my post count shows on here, I don't have much time to compose blog posts.

I thought facebook would be a good substitute - it's quick, and to the point. But I'm finding out that I absolutely hate it. Some things are a real blessing, and I invariably enjoy the contributions of Stacy MacDonald, Kim Shay and a number of others.

But there are others, and I'm ashamed to say it's mostly my own blood relatives, who continually post blasphemy and crudeness. It's quite unpleasant, and makes me visit facebook much less. All of which is to say, don't expect too many status updates from me in the near future.

On seasons and hair

It's raining stair-rods today, and it looks very much like Summer is behind us. Ant is somewhat subdued about that - I'm eagerly gearing up for what you Americans call 'the Holidays'. I rather like celebrating Thanksgiving, even though we're resolutely English - it's such a lovely idea.

I've been pondering my medication in the past week or so. I'm not happy with it - the side effects are unwelcome, and they've told me I'm looking at a longterm dosage. I'm not happy with that and need to speak to my psychiatrist about it - your prayers would be appreciated as I seacrh for wisdom on this matter.

What doesn't help my mood is my horrid haircut - I had it bobbed and it looks like someone made a bird's nest on my head. Ever since having Reuben, my hair has been extremely thick and wavy and it just doesn't work with a style that needs to be sleek and smooth.

Ah me, there are worse things to do than patiently wait for it to grow out. I think I need to re-read The Rare Jewel Of Christian Contentment again. Which will be the second time in as many months :-)

on pet spiders

We have a pet spider. Now, I am emphatically not a spider person and usually call for my knight with shining cup and paper to deal with the arachnid-in-the-bath situation.

But just lately, outside our kitchen window, which looks out onto our tiny garden, a small fellow with eight stripey legs has set up home, and he doesn't bother me at all.

It's fascinating watching him spin and hunt and twist about in the wind. Just now, we opened the window to cool down after dinner, and to our consternation, he dropped off the centre of his painstakingly spun web.

Despite not being a spider person (I have no spidey sense) I had to go outside to see if he was ok. I would have been quite happy to scoop him up and replace him in pride of place on his web.

I needn't have worried - he was already making his way back up his silk safety rope and getting comfy in the centre of that beautiful web. Isn't creation amazing?

on a tenth anniversary

Today I have been married for exactly 10 years. It's quite a milestone in this day and age, but it doesn't feel very long at all. Ant and I know each other very well now, and we're still good friends, which is how we started out. We've had lots of struggles and heartache to contend with along the way, but we've also experienced great blessings, not least our four lovely children and the home we all share.

Hopefully we'll be going out without children for a meal tonight, to mark the occasion - or we might just stay in and order pizza! Either way I'm very grateful to God for my diligent, brave husband who is the best father for my children that I could have imagined.