Summertime, and the living is easy
Today, the kids and I went to church and whoever picked the hymns was in a traditional mood. Amazing Grace, Faith of Our Fathers, and Be Thou My Vision. Only it was mildly re-worded. (scowl) I am all happy to sing entirely new words to hymns I know, but mild alteration screws me up and ruffles me. In this hymnal, it is "Be Now My Vision". Instead of
Be Thou my vision, O Lord of my heart
Naught be all else to me, save that Thou art
Thou my best thought, by day or by night
Waking or sleeping, Thy presence my light
which I love passionately and the intimacy of thou-ing God and the complicated but beautiful construction of that second line, which comes out to "You are everything, and the world is nothing.", I got,
Be now my vision, O God of my heart;
Nothing surpasses the love You impart.
You my best thought, by day or by night,
Waking or sleeping, Your presence my light.
Which is not a huge change, technically, but it is just close enough for me to screw it up. And it's a song I know well enough to sing loudly. So then I muff the words, loudly.
Cheerfully, Kay volunteered to stay in church with me until children's sermon. Yay, my big kids!
Of course, the whole rest of the day was constant battle of wills with both of them, but the morning was good.
For dinner, sil made tasty dry-rubbed ribs, and I made corn-on-the-cob and green beans from the farmer's market. I blanched the beans, sauteed some bacon, took the bacon out of the fat, and tossed in some minced onion and cooked it. Then I sprinkled on some sugar, and poured in about as much vinegar as I had bacon fat. I cooked the sauce down a bit and added it to the beans. So far, I think I've eaten the better part of a pound of farm-fresh green beans by myself, and truth be told, I am done eating for a bit. Oof.
Last night we had a heck of a thunderstorm. Like at 4 AM, there was a filling-rattling crack, and the streetlights went out. The storm was RIGHT OVERHEAD, flashBANG flashBANG. I ended up with both kids quaking on my lap while sil ran around and unplugged things. We talked about how you can tell where the storm is by the delay between flash and bang is, but I could feel Baz shaking. It's a bit startling as a way to wake up.
This afternoon I passed out at naptime. I hadn't gotten to sleep until after 1, and the thunderstorm at 4... I was sleepy.
Be Thou my vision, O Lord of my heart
Naught be all else to me, save that Thou art
Thou my best thought, by day or by night
Waking or sleeping, Thy presence my light
which I love passionately and the intimacy of thou-ing God and the complicated but beautiful construction of that second line, which comes out to "You are everything, and the world is nothing.", I got,
Be now my vision, O God of my heart;
Nothing surpasses the love You impart.
You my best thought, by day or by night,
Waking or sleeping, Your presence my light.
Which is not a huge change, technically, but it is just close enough for me to screw it up. And it's a song I know well enough to sing loudly. So then I muff the words, loudly.
Cheerfully, Kay volunteered to stay in church with me until children's sermon. Yay, my big kids!
Of course, the whole rest of the day was constant battle of wills with both of them, but the morning was good.
For dinner, sil made tasty dry-rubbed ribs, and I made corn-on-the-cob and green beans from the farmer's market. I blanched the beans, sauteed some bacon, took the bacon out of the fat, and tossed in some minced onion and cooked it. Then I sprinkled on some sugar, and poured in about as much vinegar as I had bacon fat. I cooked the sauce down a bit and added it to the beans. So far, I think I've eaten the better part of a pound of farm-fresh green beans by myself, and truth be told, I am done eating for a bit. Oof.
Last night we had a heck of a thunderstorm. Like at 4 AM, there was a filling-rattling crack, and the streetlights went out. The storm was RIGHT OVERHEAD, flashBANG flashBANG. I ended up with both kids quaking on my lap while sil ran around and unplugged things. We talked about how you can tell where the storm is by the delay between flash and bang is, but I could feel Baz shaking. It's a bit startling as a way to wake up.
This afternoon I passed out at naptime. I hadn't gotten to sleep until after 1, and the thunderstorm at 4... I was sleepy.