When you set after chasing down joy, it comes out of hiding
and doesn’t seem quite so elusive.
Perhaps it was always present,
was right before my eyes,
yet I refused to invite it to cross my threshold.
It has been a fun week of discovering joy’s appearance
within the bookends of Fridays.
My line-up this week seems to fall under the category of
self-care. It wasn’t intentional but perhaps instructive.
Tending to ourselves is vital in ways which may be
mutually and individually meaningful.
My little list may not be close to what would bring you
joy but as you read them,
consider how you might be a more intentional
caretaker of your soul.
My friend Cheryl introduced me to the wonders of Project Life,
a simple and wonderful way to document your life in photos.
It encouraged me to quit hoarding my photos on my phone
but instead to print them out and let my family run their fingers
along pages of memories.
The difficult part is I tend to get behind then caught up and
then I get behind again.
It’s not causing me to lose sleep but
it does bother me when I am months behind.
So a few weeks ago,
I gave myself a pardon,
Chatbooks takes Instagram photos and creates books.
Each book is 60 pages in length.
It’s like a chronological Instagram book.
Of course you can delete any photos you don’t want included.
So I used a free book offer and made 4 books.
it took a few minutes and they arrived this past week
(It’s killing me how I lined up the books in backwards order. Sigh.)
I was so excited to unwrap the small package and impressed by the quality.
They are so adorable and precious.
You can also make custom books from your photos as well if you are not an Instagram
I kept the captions to my photos but you can customize your books.
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Joyous book making!
It has been several months since we have had an unscheduled
weekend. It was the most glorious kind of joy which wrapped
itself around my soul all week-long.
To have a few days to cease from rushing from one event to
the next was such a luxury.
Life shouldn’t feel like a race.
Caleb and I met Carlen for lunch downtown then we puttered
around Powell’s which is so dangerous but in the best way.
It is probably the one place where my children can depend on
Mom saying yes to their asking.
Caleb and I came home with a stack of books and full tummies.
There was time to sink into studying the book of James, write,
play games, stroll through a Farmer’s market and snack on crepes
I also spent a couple of hours making play lists on Spotify.
It’s taken me forever to completely understand the difference
between Spotify and Pandora.
Busyness can make me forget my need for music.
Now I have many of the tunes which bring me joy
at the touch of a screen.
Tip: Try the 7-day free premium trial to enable
adding songs with the most ease.
Currently they are offering a 3-month premium
trial for $0.99. Sounds like a great way to try
out the premium features but free is grand too.
See how much I love you?
I am sharing my toes.
This was actually from an Instagram
post showing me wearing pants because
the weather was actually cool.
I made a commitment in early May to get a pedicure,
if possible, every two weeks.
- I would like to have nice looking toes during the summer
- The leg and foot massage is a gift.
- Regular pedicures will cease the undecipherable chatter
from operators about my feet,
namely their condition between pedicures.
I know they are talking about my feet.
Carl thinks I need to have better foot esteem :)
Perhaps he is right.
But for now, I am going every 2 weeks-ish and
isn’t FootJoy a shoe brand?
Well, I have foot joy and my foot esteem is climbing.
Bonus: I haven’t heard any whispers or seen
any rolled eyes in months.
Speaking our wishes out loud
On Wednesday, all the kids and I were sitting
in the living room around dinner time when
unprovoked I blurted,
“I want to go to a concert so badly.”
Carlen responded casually,
“Well there is a pop-up concert in the park at 7.”
We gathered all the necessary supplies
for a picnic accompanied by music.
An unexpected evening listening to Mike Posner.
It’s what happens when you cast your wishes into the air to be heard.
Joy photo of the week
Joy isn’t always perfect with hair disobeying the call of wind
or eyes open at the most ideal angle.
Joy isn’t about looking skyward to try to erase the lines
and duplicate chins.
Joy is time spent with those you love and who know
when you put your hand over your heart, you are deeply
happy and at home,
it means laughter spilling over your frame as your shaky
selfie skill-less hands attempts to capture
the joy with the net of a lens.
Joy is meant to be shared.
Finished: Chasing Francis
Currently Reading: Wild in the Hollows
May you take care of yourself and lasso joy in the attempt.