March Inn

Why"March Inn?" March Inn was the name of that magic place where I spent my summers growing up. I have alluded to this place before, and I probably will again. March Inn is no longer standing. The waters of Katrina rendered it unlivable so my children will never know that "March Inn." That makes me sad. In fact it brings me to tears whenever I think about it. I want my children to have their own "March Inn," and I want to capture our lives as they are growing and changing. I invite you to "march inn" to our lives. My hope is that you will catch glimpses of the real world. You will see our creations. You will see our chaos. You will see our affection. You will also see our frustrations, fears, and disappointments. Enjoy your march!

Friday, November 19, 2010

I just wanted... take a shower and shave my legs. Instead, my almost two year old stood at the edge of the bathtub with the shower curtain and liner pulled back and screamed for the entirety of my quick shower. Truly you would have thought he was being beaten it was so loud. So much for smooth legs, not that it mattered because I am home alone for the weekend.

Yes, you read correctly ~ HOME ALONE! No children, no husband, no dog ~ just me and my agenda.

As a mother of three wonderful children who happen to have fabulous grandparents, I have the opportunity and the luxury of escaping with my dear husband for a long weekend here and there. And because my dear husband is also such a good father, I have escaped twice in the last year to go on "girl's weekends!" ~ once to the Big Apple and once for a women's retreat with our church. Believe me I try not to take these opportunities for granted and I know that I am beyond fortunate in this regard. Though sometimes what I crave is time alone in my house. Do you ever feel that way? Call me selfish, but this is something I have needed and wanted for a long time and I think it is coming at a great time ~ after our house is essentially empty and before the holiday rush.

After a good but very full day of being mom {and truly you don't want to know the ends and outs of our day ~ it would make you long for your pillow as you read}, I packed my husband and my children and the dog in my car and said, "goodbye, have fun, thank you, and be careful." I must admit that I had tears in my eyes because the reality is that I will miss them gravely over the course of this weekend, but I have plans. I have plans to completely empty the house down the street, wrap Christmas presents, take a long walk, enjoy a hot cup of coffee, and recover the contents of the hard drive of our old computer so I can do some monogram and embroidery and create some Christmas presents. I also want to do some shopping and possibly catch up with friends. Most of all I want to sew! I think I am most looking forward to some uninterrupted time at my sewing machine.

As always, I have more planned than I could ever accomplish in any given weekend, but let me tell you I am certainly going to try to cross off as much as I can. On that note, I'm signing off to go back to my sewing machine which by the way fits perfectly on a t.v. tray in front of a roaring fire that my amazing husband built before he loaded the car.

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