I have been living like a person in the olden days for the majority of this week. I came home from work on Monday knowing Jeff would be working later than usual for the next few days. I dread not having a faithful companion waiting on me when I get home, but not having to bargain for the right to watch Oprah and having full use of his desktop computer is nice... I must admit. However, this day I came home, feeling very pregnant, sank into my glider chair only to find that the cable did not work. I wasn't too distraught, I still had much online reading and shopping to catch up on. The horror settled in when the error message appeared that I 'could not connect to the internet'. I immediately called Time Warner Cable to find that the geniuses that work there had switched our May 18th shut off date to April 23rd. I think they may be rivaling Wal-Mart or Taco Bell in their special people employment rates. It took 3 days for them to return to fix their little blunder. After experiencing this, I wouldn't be the least surprised to hear of some crazed subscriber having a psychotic rampage at the TWC customer service office. Its bizarre how slow the time passes with no modern conveniences for entertainment. I did some laundry, spent an evening baking for a school event, re-organized and packed a few tubs for storage, and finished some things for Lily's room. I just made the letters for her wall and I'm in LOVE with them!
Tuesday we will get to see Lily's little face in our 3D ultrasound and close on our house. It should start getting very busy for the Olson family in the next few weeks... too bad all I seem to want to do these days is lay with my feet up.

"Here Comes the Sun..."

After 2 weeks of grey, cloudy, rainy days. the sun finally came out today. I have a greater appreciation for one of my new favorite songs by M. Ward, in which is singing about a day like today.

"Kingdoms and queens they all bow down to you

Ranches and ranch hands are bowing too

And I’m taking off my straw hat for you, singing

Here comes the sun again

And the leaves on the trees they all call out your name,

Chrome on the freight line shines the same,

And the stars in their cars roll their tops down for you, singing

Here comes the sun again"

Its about the sun, but I think it's lyrics could be talking about the Creator... well, all except the 'stars in their cars'... because they'd more likely be worshiping L. Ron Hubbard. But nevertheless, 'the leaves on the trees' line has reduced me to tears several times thinking of creation, on beautiful days like this, crying out the name of their Creator in praise the only way they know how.

Be it pregnancy or the Easter season, many songs have caused me to sob in my car due to knew profound meanings. I think 'the baby' (the name Lily may be on the way out... due to my seeing two unappealing children at school recently called Lily... and my attention being drawn to the growing popularity of the name) will be a big U2 fan. We have a morning routine of listening to this song in the car every morning. It gets me psyched up about the resurrection each day.

I know that babies can hear music from outside the womb... but it would be a very interesting study to see if they react to the emotions evoked in the mother. It could explain things about kids and the kind of music their parents listen to. I am appalled when doing traffic duty and putting kids into cars playing trash at deafening levels. They think kids don't know what the people are singing about... but they're not the ones having to have uncomfortable group discussions when one seven year old "enlightens" another.
This is why I am trying to expose Lily to only the true classics.
ooops... maybe she is a Lily after all.