Reformed Grits

I’m brave
January 17, 2009, 4:26 pm
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As soon as I hit “Publish” on this post I’m doing something scary.

I’m going to delete my old typepad account.

I know, I know it’s not really that scary but I did put “my life” there for a long time.   I miss writing every day.  I miss the interaction with (both of) you.  I miss the journaling of my life there.  But it seems that the older my kids get, the more complicated our lives get as we get closer and closer to ministry-life, the less transparent I’m able to be.  Just like in Uncharted Territory when I was unable to share the reason’s behind soccer’s demise in our home.  I hated that.

Things that have happened in our lives in the last month I can’t share regarding Mr. Grits’ job situation.  Growth milestones with my kids that could embarrass them if I shared.  “My” life is so entertwined in others’ lives that for me to share invades their turf and I get that.

The stories shared here have been precious to me.  I’ve moved them here for safekeeping.  Pushing “delete” on the old blog is scary because that time in my life will be gone– from that part of the internet anyway.   I’m brave enough to do that.   (gulp.)


Uncharted territory
January 9, 2009, 6:37 pm
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Everyone that knows me that reads here and those that may not know me in real life but read here know I’m pretty much an open book. I’ll embarrass myself 45 times over just to make you laugh, usually. I’ll tell stuff about myself with no boundaries without a second though. My poor sweet husband tries his hardest to get me to have some boundaries and reserve some dignity.
And it’s not just to make you laugh. I’ll tell you my struggles and my thoughts, no matter how disturbing just to have you as a sounding board. To gain your perspective.
I also occasionally vent. I know I can blow steam and not be judged, or if I am, I don’t know about it and that’s ok.

So I find myself in a place I’m not comfortable with… because not only can I not share every detail with you this because of a number of reasons… but for the first time since 1999 Jojo will not be playing soccer from now on. What I can tell you is that the idea of no soccer in my days is killing me. I love soccer. I love watching my SON play soccer. I love riding in the car with him to practice, games, and out of town tournaments and games. Soccer has been all-consuming for us since the child was 4. Our lives and vacations and finances have been figured around soccer. This was a sacrifice and a decision we made willingly– it was worth it. And we loved it.
Now, the families we have grown to love will become stranger; the kids we’ve watched grow will grow into adults we don’t recognize; the jersey will never be replaced and he’ll never have to get the next sized shin guards or cleats.
I’m absolutely lost.

And what’s worse, is that I totally get it that NO ONE understands that I’m absolutely heartbroken. And that’s ok.
When you can’t talk to anyone else, it sure makes you depend on the Lord more and it’s a really good time to do that.

The most wonderful time of the year
January 2, 2009, 8:56 pm
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We’ve had a really great time at home this Christmas season! Everything from having my sweet honey home almost the whole time, girls night out where I blew a jalapeno out my nose (I’ve got mad skilz to be able to do this!), a 7 lb weight gain from copious amounts of goodies, and so many wonderful presents that I can’t even tell you! Tonight Mr. Grits and I are going on a date and I look forward to that as well.
We’ve been staying up until horrible wee hours and sleeping until… well, let’s just say late. Today Sister and I had our eye doctor appointments at 8:30 AM. What was I thinking? My kids have always been early risers. In fact a long while back we instilled a “you can’t get up until 6:30 AM” rule. Because it got earlier and earlier each day. Once Jojo had a friend to spend the night and I heard them playing video games in the playroom at 4 in the morning. I ran down to give them the business. When I got there, his friend was sacked out on the couch and Jojo was engrossed in a game.
“What are you doing up this early! You are going to wake your friend and you need to go back to bed!”
He looked at me in a confused way and said, “But mommy, I haven’t GONE TO BED YET!!!!!” Argh.
But I digress.
This morning I had the alarm set for 7:30, and when it went off I wanted to cry. We had gone to bed around 1 AM after battling each other in High School Musical Sing It! on the Wii as well as a few rounds of MarioKart. And then, I couldn’t sleep. I tossed and turned. So I popped a couple Tylenol PM. A little while later I got the “jumpy legs” so I got up and took a melatonin and 2 benedryl. When that didn’t help, I finally turned to my last resort in insomnia-battling techniques and took the HOTTEST shower I could for as long as I could. That did the trick for me. About 4:30 AM. And so I got about 3 hours sleep. Have I mentioned that lately I’ve been getting between 8-10 hours of sleep a night? It didn’t feel good. At all.
None of the children were up at this hour which used to be strange but for some reason once Jojo started being able to sleep in, everyone began sleeping in. Hmm. Correlation? I believe so.
I miss sleep. I came home from the eye doctor, ordered new contacts and glasses online (which all got denied because our new flex card company is having “issues!” GR! I’m almost OUT of contacts!) and fell straight-away asleep. I’m talking I pulled a Churchill and put on the pj’s and crawled under the duvet and put a pillow on my head and slept through the next few hours which, honestly, sounded like I had birthed six wild horses who clomped endlessly over the hardwood floors and up and down the stairs.
I didn’t care. I slept, even though I heard them.
And as I began to rouse, Mr. G noticed me and said, “You can stay and rest more. I’m taking them all to McDonalds.” (They got gift cards for Christmas.) WOOHOO!
I lazed a round a bit and got a sudden hankering for the last bits of the peppermint ice cream.
Imagine my SHOCK! AND! SURPRISE! when I exited my bedroom and discovered my sweet hubby and the kids had cleaned the house!
Someone speaks my love language.

I hope you are enjoying YOUR most wonderful time of the year!

January 1, 2009, 1:21 am
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Hi and thanks for coming to the new spot… although I’m sure you’ll be disappointed.  I just couldn’t warrant paying monthly for a blog I wasn’t using much anymore so I’ve switched to wordpress because it’s free.

I’m still tweaking things and I do plan on occasionally writing again.  I’m just in a funk and can’t seem to shake it.

I figure, a new year, a new start, a new look.

Happy new year!