Monday Musings--21 February 2011

Right now...It is 5:45 a.m., dark and quiet.  The temperature is in the low 60's already!  Una is up and doing her chores, having dressed and done her prayers.  She takes after me, loving the quiet and solitude of the early morning hours.

This weekend...was very restful.  I did very little housework (oh, I will regret not having washed my floors one it is light and I see the kitchen and dining room!), and instead hung out with Bret for a couple of hours, working on plans for the house we hope to build.  I also finished five pocket-sized watercolor sketchbooks for the Etsy shop we hope to open by the end of this week and photographed some of the items--the sketchbooks, Una's potholders and pincushions, the wooden swords, shields and knives.  We have a number of ideas, but we have to squeeze production in between school, housekeeping and other occupations.  I also finished the body of Gemma's fall cardigan (just sleeves left to do) and started a shawl.

Some plans for the week ahead:  I think I am going to hyperventilate!  I have to pay our property taxes.  I need to list all our Etsy items and figure out how to mail Una's little pincushions, as they are breakable and not to be placed in a mere padded mailer.  I need to start looking for an Easter dress and shoes, new or used,  for Una, who has outgrown everything from last year.  I need to start ordering for April and May birthdays, and for Gabe's First Holy Communion.  I need to write a letter to someone.  I need to prepare the kids and myself for Lent.

If I find some time for myself, I want to...work on my knitting and on some spring things for the Etsy shop.

Prayer intentions for this week:  first and foremost, for the father of Br. Ken Geraci, CPM, who is having some risky heart surgery this morning in Houston at 10 a.m.  Apparently, there is a very great chance of rupture, as they are operating on a blockage in an artery that already has a stint.  I am also praying for my friends, Cindy and Dale, that their farm will sell soon.  And we are praying for work for Bret; some jobs to keep the bills paid.

Something that makes me smile: