Keeping house is pretty much one of my favorite things to do. I've gotta say that having my own apartment has unleashed the big-girl in me. I just sat down and made myself a budget, the dishes are clean, the counter is wiped down, the bathtub has been scrubbed, and the carpet is vacuumed (or should I say, "Swivel-Swept").
There is left-over chicken casserole in the fridge and a grocery list written out (I'm thinking Fried Rice is in the works next). I've taken my vitamins every morning for the past week and a half and I drink Acai Berry Juice for kicks. Now, if I could just start exercising, we'd be good to go. Uh-huh.
Overall, I'm starting to feel so much healthier and so much happier these days. Jesus gets the credit for it all. Thank You, Abba for providing so generously. You're beyond amazing.
-C
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Look, Mom! (And Granddad!)
| Subject | Course | Section | Course Title | Final Grade | |||||||
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| WRSP | 104 | 001 | Harmonic Practices & Theory II | A |
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Just a Hello
The apartment is coming together slowly, but surely. I've spent the past two days painting the place; all but the sun room, kitchen, and the bedroom. I've had to tell myself over and over again that Rome wasn't built in a day and not even that, but they had way more money than I do. It has yet to become everything I've been envisioning, but for a broke college kid, it's not looking too shabby either. It'll get there. Patience, Chelsea Cline. Patience.
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Someday, husband
TO MY DEAR AND LOVING HUSBAND
Anne Bradstreet
If ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever man were loved by wife, then thee;
If ever wife was happy in a man,
Compare with me, ye women, if you can.
I prize thy love more than whole mines of gold
Or all the riches that the East doth hold.
My love is such that rivers cannot quench,
Nor ought but love from thee, give recompense.
Thy love is such I can no way repay,
The heavens reward thee manifold, I pray.
Then while we live, in love let's so persevere
That when we live no more, we may live ever.
1641-1643? 1678
Anne Bradstreet
If ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever man were loved by wife, then thee;
If ever wife was happy in a man,
Compare with me, ye women, if you can.
I prize thy love more than whole mines of gold
Or all the riches that the East doth hold.
My love is such that rivers cannot quench,
Nor ought but love from thee, give recompense.
Thy love is such I can no way repay,
The heavens reward thee manifold, I pray.
Then while we live, in love let's so persevere
That when we live no more, we may live ever.
1641-1643? 1678
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