We went to a birthday party this past Saturday at a local place called “The Painted Pony.” The kids all got to have horseback rides—they had a blast.
Here are a few pics from that. (I took liberties with my photo editing program on Levi’s and Charlie’s, but Urban told me he liked his “normal,” so no fancy effects on that one!)
Levi…
Charlie…
Urban…
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I have to confess to y’all that I am in major procrastination mode right now. Do you ever feel like there is too much that *must* get done, and somehow, the very thought of it just paralyzes you? That’s me right now.
On the “Must Do” list: update blog; reserve spot for dog to get boarded next month while we go to Illinois; grocery shop; help boys clean playroom; make dentist appointments; get stuff out in the mail.
Okay, so I’m slowly working through it. I recently did some heavy-duty cleaning in our master bathroom and in the kitchen, so that’s not even on the list anymore. This morning I had a spurt of bravery and called and booked the spot for the dog at the kennel. I mailed the stuff that needed mailing. I did make my shopping list, but I’ll probably not get to the store until tomorrow (even though my intention had been to go this afternoon). Who knows when I’ll be able to face the playroom. And calling the dentist? Oh, maybe next month sometime I’ll feel up for that one.
At the party on Saturday, I was talking to one of the other moms, who has three kids just like I do. Her baby is four (?) months old. She was saying how she tends to be scared about going out, and I completely understand—it’s so daunting to hit the store with a huge shopping list when you’ve got three little kids in tow. I told her how it is for me, that I’ll avoid it and avoid it so that the fear just keeps building up.
Today, I’m wondering if maybe I don’t have a mild form of agoraphobia. How often do I go through phases like this, where I just want to stay in my little “at home” bubble and not go anywhere or see anyone or talk to anyone outside my immediate family? It’s like I just want to stay in my little cocoon and hide myself in my books, do a few mundane chores, and only go out if my husband is in charge of the outing (driving, deciding where to go, etc.). When I get like this, I don’t even want to walk outside to check the mail. Which is weird, because I actually love being outdoors.
I guess it’s probably not agoraphobia; maybe just more like “Homebody Syndrome.” Just a phase. When I’m in homebody mode, reaching out, even like this, on-line, seems like too much. Hence, I’ve been avoiding my blog, avoiding e-mail, these past few days.
But you know, tomorrow I will get up, I’ll take a walk (I haven’t walked since Monday), I’ll get my kids ready, we’ll go to the Wally mart, and I’ll be back to normal. “Normal” for me means I’ll still procrastinate on calling the dentist, but I’ll probably finally be able to get in gear and deal with the playroom.
In other news, Brian and I have been watching The Lord of the Rings (for the third time). We finished the first movie last night. What an amazing piece of cinematic work. That sounds really dumb, but I really don’t know what else to say. Just…..wow. Every time I see it, I’m amazed. It’s really scary—I could never watch without Brian there! But so incredible the way Frodo and his friends overcome such enormous evil. It’s inspiring.
Well, I feel incredibly boring at the moment, and I don’t really want to be here, so I’ll say good-bye for now. Hopefully next time, I’ll have something more interesting to write about and be in a better frame of mind.
Take care.
