I've gone more than 2 weeks without caffeine now and I'm still craving it.
Okay, so not *entirely* without caffeine. I have had a diet pepsi, a diet coke and a chai latte in the last couple weeks, but compared to coffee and Mountain Dew on a daily basis, that's relatively caffeine free.
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3-year-old Maddi just walked up to me and said "My butt is sore." No explanation, no solution -- simply a fact that had to be shared.
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I've found that I talk just as much without caffeine as I do with, but that I don't type as much.
Blogging is hard, I haven't written a sentence of internet material and my facebook has been pretty neglected.
I've been tossing around the idea of doing NaNoWriMo, but I don't know if I can do it without afternoon iced coffees. I find so much inspiration in iced coffee.
I did start a Book of Gavin. I got the idea from Quinn's aunt who kept a journal for each of her boys as they were growing up. She would write in things they said and did that caught her attention, record conversations they had, write down decisions they made, etc. Both of her boys are married and gone now, but they still love to get together and look through their journals.
So I bought a nice, heavy, spiral bound journal and started writing. Now it lives on our piano and Quinn and I are both resolved to write into it.
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Revival was last week: Pastor Jay from Rochester came down with his wife, Linda, and we had meetings Friday and Saturday night and Sunday morning. Quinn usually works evenings so his schedule didn't let him attend the evening services, but I hauled Gavin to them all by my lonesome. Friday night was kind of a bust -- he was a sleepy wiggle worm and only lasted for about a half hour of the song/prayer service, then was fragile and temperamental for 30 minutes in the Mommy area, then a complete meltdown meant that we went home before the service ended.
I did manage to catch the drift of the evening, though. It was based on the verse "For in Him we live, and move, and have our being."
Saturday night went a lot better. Gavin got a good nap and the service was an hour earlier than Friday night, so Gavin lasted through all but the last 10 minutes. It was a real blessing, and visiting after the service was lovely.
Then, of course, Sunday morning was pretty wonderful. I love our Sunday services every week, but it's always nice to change things up with a guest speaker/song leader. Fellowship afterwards was nice, too. Someone set up the volleyball net and most everybody played volleyball for a few hours. It was gorgeous weather for it.
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Current addictions:
Lemonade
Open windows
Johann Sebastian Bach radio on Pandora
Sushi
iCarly
NCIS
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