Linking up with Lisa-Jo over at The Gypsy Mama; with an exercise she calls Five Minute Friday.
1. Write for only five minutes. Don’t edit. Don’t over think. Don’t stifle your creativity.
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. Go leave some comment love for the five minuter
who linked up before you.
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So, here goes...
Some days I'm all about my kids. You know what I mean...the baby couldn't be any cuter, the older ones are such great helpers, and everyone in between captures mommy's adoring focus.
Some days I'm all about myself. Uh-huh, I bet you get this one too. Those are the cranky days, where everyone from the humans in my household, to the humans responsible for that #^%*& pothole in the road, are ready recipients of my ire.
Tuesdays I'm usually all about my girlfriends. That's when we have our girl's-group Bible study, and my soul is filled to overflowing with laughter, compassion, encouragement, conviction...and I generally wish our morning hours together could go on & on.
If I was alot holier than I actually am, I'd say that everyday is all about the Lord...but nope, I'm just not that holy. Always striving to be, reaching towards that, but honestly at this point, Sundays are pretty much the only day all about God.
But every few weeks, for about 6 or 7 days out of each month, I'm all about my Kevin. Yup, since yesterday morning, he's been my favorite. That's pretty much where I'm at right now...beyond my control, like some instinctive pull, I'm magnetically drawn to my husband. Every irritation or frustration I sometimes struggle with (who me?) is swept away by the curve of his bottom lip, the craggy smile-crinkles at the corners of his eyes, his laugh, his touch...
We went on a date last night. Spent 8 hours together, uninterrupted focus on each other. Nothing fancy, just a few errands, some Goodwill shopping for jeans & shoes, late night split-dinner at Chili's. But I couldn't get enough of him. Who am I to have this incredible man? Funny, sexy, wise, thoughtful, tender. Best friend, confidant, lover, dreamer, amazing Daddy to our kids...
And I know I should be all about his heart. Right? The depth of his soul? And I am, really! But also? Dang, I love his physical presence. Every. Thing. About. Him. Kevin's my favorite.
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Okay, here's what I learned about five minutes in my house. I can't find five uninterrupted minutes! Well, at least not this afternoon. So that was probably more like 12 minutes; in stops & starts, between rescuing Serene from a fall, English Lit questions, Nekoda up from a nap. You know, the usual.
And yeah, I'm gonna go back now to do some clean-up edits. And add some pictures. Of my honey, of course. Yup, he's my favorite...
Who's your favorite this week? Or...during those peak-days-of-the-month...who's your favorite then? Or...who do you need to speak favoritism for...even if he currently irritates the fire out of you?
P.S. True confession, that post took me more like an hour. I'm such a rule breaker.
