Well, actually, if you know me in real life, at all, then you know it isn't a secret ... I HATE shopping.
I don't mind grocery shopping because I have a list. My darling husband even found me a computer program that has my favorite grocery store all lined up. All I have to do is follow the list, grab and go! I love that!
I don't even really mind WalMarting, at least the way I do it, I go in, grab what I need and get out. Not bad. I don't even mind hunting for that color that I need.
What I HATE is shopping! I hate knowing that I need slacks and I will have to go to three stores, try some on, have no clue what I will spend (only what I have in my pocket). All of that ... I really hate it.
I hate making time for it. The idea of shopping makes me want to go have my car repaired, or scrub out my oven, or sweep the roof. Anything!
I also really dislike using the word "hate" so much that I don't allow my children to use it in everyday language. It's just a nasty word. But so is "shopping".
That said, I also don't like garage sales, for the most part. I can be prepared for a week in advance (so long as I have a purpose in mind), and I don't mind so much. Just to "hit the garage sales" is not my idea of fun.
So, why is it that I have having a garage sale this coming weekend. I am asking people to come and do something I do not enjoy doing myself. Okay, so there are people who like that kind of thing.
Maybe I should have the garage sale at my house, instead of my mother's, so that I can go inside and clean my oven....
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Friday, October 15, 2010
Watching
This morning I had yet another opportunity to watch my daughter think. It is amazing to watch. I always come away flabbergasted, impressed, and humbled.
She had her violin lesson this morning. She is working on a new piece of music that is a bit difficult. Her instructor would play a phrase and then my girl would listen and finger along and then repeat it. For the most part it was cut and dry. No problems. Of course, I am sitting across the room and don't know what the music really looks like.
They reached a section that was a little harder. Some instruction was given. The instructor played first. It was difficult and she sweetly asked my girl if she wanted to hear it again first. My girl readily agreed. This time while she was fingering with the second playing, at the right spot for her, she glanced over to see how the instructor was fingering a certain note. I was blown away. That is a LOT of attention to detail! And we still mark her as an 8 year old! Of course, this is one of those instances where her sixth grade skills kicked in, but I am not even sure that most sixth graders care that much.
While she plays a section with her instructor, she is constantly matching tones and fixing any that she misses, and even changes bow direction without prompting. It is sweet to watch the instructor do those secret smiles, when my girl isn't looking, that mean she thought she would get tricked but she got it.
Of course, I get to see some of those times during a regular homeschool day, but in those outside classes where they are pushing her more than I might be willing to try, it really impresses me. I can watch the wheels spinning and the connections being made.
It is quite humbling to see. Thank you Lord for the opportunity to watch your creation in action. You are a good God!
She had her violin lesson this morning. She is working on a new piece of music that is a bit difficult. Her instructor would play a phrase and then my girl would listen and finger along and then repeat it. For the most part it was cut and dry. No problems. Of course, I am sitting across the room and don't know what the music really looks like.
They reached a section that was a little harder. Some instruction was given. The instructor played first. It was difficult and she sweetly asked my girl if she wanted to hear it again first. My girl readily agreed. This time while she was fingering with the second playing, at the right spot for her, she glanced over to see how the instructor was fingering a certain note. I was blown away. That is a LOT of attention to detail! And we still mark her as an 8 year old! Of course, this is one of those instances where her sixth grade skills kicked in, but I am not even sure that most sixth graders care that much.
While she plays a section with her instructor, she is constantly matching tones and fixing any that she misses, and even changes bow direction without prompting. It is sweet to watch the instructor do those secret smiles, when my girl isn't looking, that mean she thought she would get tricked but she got it.
Of course, I get to see some of those times during a regular homeschool day, but in those outside classes where they are pushing her more than I might be willing to try, it really impresses me. I can watch the wheels spinning and the connections being made.
It is quite humbling to see. Thank you Lord for the opportunity to watch your creation in action. You are a good God!
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