red runs my heart

Pizza night is Fri at our friends house. They are amazing at creating memories and we love joining them for pizza night. Well everyone does except Liv. She hates Pizza. I am a little embarrassed about this and often comment that she just needs to eat it.
But Karen, bless her, told me today that she wants to make it a cool time for liv coming to their place. I had told her not to do anything extra (as I thought a good mother should model – eat it or have nothing!) but Hugh heads out to get sausage rolls. I was so encouraged. What a cool and gracious thing to do for my sweet girl, so she really enjoys going to their place. On Fri pizza night!
Moments like this teach us something about life. I hope I’m that cool when other kids come to our place.
We are having an end of term party. The girls are allowed to invite one friend but I’ve promised they can invite more when we move to a bigger place. K has chosen a new friend from school and L has chosen her friend, the boy. We are going to have chocolate fondue (a new passion of ours which we would like to devour more than we should!) and probably pop corn and some other food, some games and then we’ll watch Swiss Family Robinson together. I guess I am creating some traditions. We did this last year but I’d forgotten to keep it up. Hoping to do it traditionally. A celebration at the end of the school term.
Sometimes it’s just so nice to create a reason to celebrate something. Anything actually. We had some delicious girls for t this week. I had suggested we have a mid-winter Christmas dinner. We had a roast lamb, half cooked lemon meringue cheesecake, wine and pinecone name-place tags. It was so nice. We do life with these wonderful women but haven’t done a special special dinner for them before. It was so cool.
I’m glad this term is nearly over. I’m a bit sick of making school lunches and having to sign reading books. I’m looking forward to the break of routine and the sleep-ins, hopefully!
I am a bit sick of the cold house. The fire wood is almost gone and I worry about that. The car is due it’s warrant and I worry about that. Not sure if it will get one in the state it’s in. Worried about our house selling slowly as opposed to speedily and concerned we’ll loose a lot of money. I’m often worried about what my future looks like, what our future looks like. I’m sometimes worried with the bills that turn up.
And then I remember to go ………… “These are my worries Daddy God. I give them to You. Help me to live day by day, trusting in You. It’s gonna be all OK”
Ahhhh that’s better.