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My personal daybook for July 31, 2013




Outside my window…a family of quail walk single file behind their mom.

I am thinking…how nice it would be to go to the mountains and experience a summer rainstorm in the pines.

I am thankful…that my husband is so handy around the house and yard and so willing!

In the kitchen…I am washing all my window blinds…ugh.

I am wearing… shorts and a tank top.

I am creating…a menu for next week.

I am wondering…what kind of area rug will go the best with my brown leather couch.

I am hoping…and praying for victory in a family situation.

I am looking forward to…next week when my family arrives and we will all be together under one roof again.

I just finished reading…The Leper by Sigmund Brouwer.

I am learning…to let my husband think he has some good ideas too.

I am pondering… that just because the afternoon monsoon clouds have rolled in, it doesn’t mean it will rain.
  
A favorite quote for today…“My brokenness is a better bridge for people than my pretend wholeness ever was.”   Sheila Walsh

One of my favorite things is… taking an afternoon nap!  So refreshing.

A few plans for the rest of the week:  A trip to the grocery store and getting my guest room ready for my family’s visit next week.

A peek into my day… taken in Jerome, AZ:







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Comments

  1. YAY! So happy to see you've joined in the fun at Peggy's! I really enjoyed reading your entry, Mary. I think my favorite thing was "I am learning…to let my husband think he has some good ideas too." Isn't it fun watching our men stand a bit taller when that happens? ;-) Grateful that you will soon have all of your family there with you. Praying for you, my friend.

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  2. I loved reading your post; this mene is such a good idea...It really makes you think about some things.....And I loved learning more about you...It makes me feel closer to you...

    I hope your time with your family is full of happy memories you will make while they are visiting.....

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  3. I love your day!

    I have been to Jerome several times. It's such a fun place to visit and explore. It's hard for me to believe how people scratched out a living *back in the day* - mining was a hard life.

    As for the one about learning - to let my husband think he has some good ideas too. Yes, I understand...

    GOD BLESS!

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  4. I like letting the husband think he has good ideas:) and I like a refreshing afternoon nap too. I have enjoyed your personal daybook.

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  5. I can relate to so many statements here.. and especially my favorites that made me chuckle. Letting our husbands think they have great ideas and cleaning blinds. lol..

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  6. I love reading The Simple Woman's Daybook posts. I feel like I get a glimpse into your world Mary. Over the years, we've been through so much. God is so good. And yes despite the monsoons we've only had one good rain so far.

    Blessings and love,
    Debbie

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