The Great Adventure

I cannot tell you the thrill I felt as the coldest wind blew past just now. It was like all the good feels of the holidays and home comforts that cold weather brings rushed by me with those dry leaves. Bring it.

Tonight at dinner I was absolutely shocked by the behavior of some children. And when I went to apply discipline, it backfired. So I’m left with keeping us home from the library tonight, and watching the movie without the offenders. They were in bed by 7. I feel a little responsible for setting the scene by being too lenient up to this point. But no more. This has been one instance where I can get a taste of how God feels about sin. It is abhorrent.

The library miss is punishing me more than anyone. I had three books I was reading, then decided none of them were worth finishing. So my fingers are all jittery, looking for a page to turn. I pulled out an Above Rubies magazine this evening; it looks promising.

In better news, I was able to get out some dry erase marker that was on our new couch. The theory online was that if you mark over the marks with fresh marker (follow that?), wiping it right away will take up both. It worked!