Misty Windscreens

There is something up with my car.

Driving back from school run on one of the fresher mornings last week, I had put the blower on to try to warm up, pointless really, as by the time the car would warm up, I would already be home....... Well, I noticed how the windscreen started to steam up.... which is wierd.... I mean usually the blower unsteams the windows, doesn't it?... The worrying thing was that the steam seemed sort of dirty-ish....... before long I could barely see where I was going.

Now I know this is kind of obvious, but I still want to make the point that its ok if the car is dirty as long as the windows are not. I mean, you need to see through the glass properly in order to drive safely and find your way to wherever you are going.

In the end I had to switch off the blowers and open the windows, brrrrrr, that was cold.

Once home, I decided that if I wanted to continue to use the car, it was imperative that I do something about the steamed up windscreen. Out came the bucket, with cleaning products, water and cloths, and there I laboured for what seemed to be a long time.

It was not a comfortable or easy task, you have to get into awkward positions to wipe and polish all the car windows and some of those smears die hard. I dont like cleaning the house, and even less cleaning the car...... but it had to be done.

When the job was complete those windows were so clean it was difficult to tell whether they were open or closed (are you impressed with my housewife/carwife abilities yet?), and the next time I drove the car, I was able to see where I was going and the journey was a safer and happier one.

I think there's a message in there somewhere. Does anyone know what Im talking about?

Clothes and mobiles to a 7 year old

Ivan (7) is a real thinker. And a talker. He could talk for England (not unlike his Mother). So he often does both at the same time, which can get confusing as the listener (i.e.: Mum) is supposed to be able to follow the train of thought and make appropriate sounding noises in the right places.

However, sometimes I really am listening, and occasionally I am lucky enough to hear some of his witty and bizarre conclusions about obscure details.

Well, today was one of those occassions. On the way home from playing in the park he said from the back seat of the car "Mum, the girls that like......... um,..... the girls that wear pretty clothes..... well they spend ages talking on their mobiles.
"Oh, do they?"
"I mean, the ladies that like to spend a lot of money on clothes so that they can look this way or that way..... well they are always using their mobiles..... but the ladies that dont spend so much on clothes, like you, Mum, well they dont talk so much on their mobiles".
Mum asks in polite tones, "Oh, dont you like my clothes very much then?"
Ivan ernestly (or not), "Yeah, oh yeah they are nice, Mum, but you dont like to spend too much on clothes."

Maybe this is all too mundane for everyone else, but I was highly amused.

Sorry, not at home!

I know I'm slacking. Maybe September will get me going again.

Refreshing change

This weekend the boys and I watched the new Narnia film. I noticed that Maugrim, the chief of the White Witch's secret police, had an American accent. All the other characters spoke with British accents.

I was very pleased.

Maybe I'm just really touchy, but the baddies usually "talk British", take Scar from the Lion King, for instance, so this made a refreshing change.

Caleb says...

" Sarah?..... Sarah?...... um.... did you know that bottoms.... bottoms are made of jelly, did you know that, Sarah?..... because look they go like this (does squishy squashy movement with fingers)".

All I can say is, I wish my bottom was made of jelly, coz then I could spoon a bit off here and there.

A Tidbit of Wisdom from Mum

"If you want your friends to be perfect, you wont have any."

5 Things I like about my Mum

I wanted to write a post about my Mum for Mother's Day, which is the 3rd Sunday in Lent if you live in the UK (like my Mum), so that one is well overdue. However, Mother's day in Spain is on the first Sunday in May, so hey,.... I'm early, here goes:

1. Her hand on my head when I was sick.
2. Her patience when I was worried
3. Her funny little sayings.
4. How much she loved my Dad.
5. That "Mummy care" that some Mums take over things they do; taking up a hem, packing nice sandwiches, gently combing your hair, all those little details that show that you are loved and cared for.

Hugs and Blessings

There are times when you need someone to reach out and give you a hug, for no particular reason and without having to ask. It’s comforting to receive that affection, even if you were too weak or tired to request it, even if your arms were drooping at your sides.

But hugs are so much better when you can hug the person back. When you’ve opened your arms wide in invitation – that’s how you get to soak up the full strength of the embrace.

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Its nice when God blesses you, when he touches you unexpectedly without any effort on your part. I’m lazy so I’m always hoping for those kinds of blessings.

Sometimes it doesn’t work like that. Sometimes the blessing is there for the taking, you just need the courage to step forward. When you do, your heart is open wide and you can feel the warmth of His love.

Love is so much more intense when you participate.

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Well, I’m guilty of cowardice.

My heart is lukewarm and my spirit is fearful.
I wait for God to move, yet all the time I’m stepping backwards.