Monday, October 29, 2007

Smoke and fire

All last week San Diego burned. Ok, so San Diego didn't burn down, per se, but much of our county was bright with flames. I'd like to jump on the drama bandwagon but really, the only concern we had was smoke. The fires were nowhere near us at any time. It is incredible to think of how many people lost everything. every.thing. It was 24hrs a day news coverage and by Wednesday I was numb with it all. I was watching Air force One on TV. It was taking off from Mirmar and I was so bummed thinking I wouldn't see it, when out of the corner of my eye, through my front window, I happened to see, larger than life Air force One. I was so excited...(you know what I'm going to say, right?) I forgot the camera! Mike and I went down to the bay to catch the sunset last Thursday and I did remember the camera.



I chanced a run on Friday and by that night was feeling it in my chest. I finally had it and ran this morning. Whew. I didn't think there was ever a valid reason for a treadmill in So. CA but after checking around at various gyms, the $15/day charge made me wish I knew someone with one.

Mike and I are reading a great book, Celebration of Discipline by Richard J. Foster. I'm really enjoying it...not the usual fluff I enjoy but still readable. It had me from the first sentence in Chapter 1. "Superficiality is the curse of our age. The doctrine of instant satisfaction is a primary spiritual problem. The desperate need today is not for a greater number of intelligent people, or gifted people, but for deep people." It struck a cord in me.

It's been a month and I told Mike that he promised his father would only be here 2weeks...3 weeks at the most, remember? I reminded him of that on the way home from church. I've been reminding him of it everyweek. I get the distinct impression I was supposed to forget it. Well, Mike's brother is coming to get him next weekend. I can't tell you what a relief it is. There is nothing that feels more smothering and helpless than being forced to live with and spend my days with someone else and having no say. I refuse to EVER live like that again. That's why we downsized to this house.

Did I mention that since my last blog entry, I am now the mother of a teenager!

4 comments:

Norm Deplume said...

Being deep is a tough job. (Not being funny here. being smart or witty is much easier than introspection and deep thought.)

scdd said...

Jack Handy never seemed to have a problem.

Heather and Bud said...

Glad you made it through the fires unscathed (sp?.) Mom's of teenagers are hot...they're called MILF's on the internet. LOL! Hi to Mike and the boys...Bud

Jennifer said...

LOL, BUD! that subject just came up the other day...

Robin, just when I think I'm *deep* I realize, there's really not much to me. ugh.

Susan, if I were really smart, I'd know what you were talking about, LOL!