Snow falls
quietly outside my window at the ski resort where I sit with laptop, books, water
bottle, paper, and pen. I’m not a skier so it makes no sense for me to take up
space in a ski resort, except I need a place to stay while the beloved Swede
has gone off to play.
He’s
spending the day at a men’s only sporting clays shoot. The event is a
fundraiser in support of campus ministry, but nobody’s fooling anybody. It’s an
excuse for guys to spend the day outside with other guys, away from the office
and blowing stuff up. It is playtime, and a chance for my man to spend time
with the man who stood next to him on the day we said, “I do” to one another.
I’m playing,
too, in my own way. Jim Brickman plays quietly in the background, through the
magic of the internet and Pandora. I’ve got time to sleep and pray; to read and
write. I just scribbled pages and pages of nonsense about coffee and Jell-O.
Maybe I’ll turn my scribblings into something someday. Maybe I won’t. But I had
fun remembering.
I’ve packed
St. Andre cheese and some crackers. I’ll
nibble on those later while waiting for my daughter to come join me for dinner
this evening. Tonight will be our first night alone together since the day she
walked down the aisle and said, “I do.”
Today is a
quiet playdate, the restful kind. I am reminded of days when, as I child, I
stayed home from school because of a sore throat or the flu. I played quietly
in my bed or on the sofa. I rested and slept and allowed myself to heal.
I sit watching
the snow fall, tipping the edges of evergreens with frosty white. And I wonder
why anybody would rather be out there skiing.
Linking with
Laura @ The Wellspring, embracing the God-joy:
And with L.L. Barkat @ Seedlings in Stone for On, In, and Around Monday:
22 comments:
Sounds absolutely LOVELY!! Hope your enjoy your time there and with your daughter.
*sigh*
Sounds absolutely perfect. Is there any snow up there?
Sweet!
Just what's fallen today and is clinging to the trees. They've been making snow for the skiers, I guess. Still, I'm not tempted. :)
I'm with you, honey. FAR better to look out at the white stuff, drink something warm, sit by the fire, write and dine with my daughter. NO comparison. You are so wise (and I'm not saying that because I'd do exactly the same thing!) - you really are.
What a wonderful playdate. I need to have some alone time with the daughter, too.
Oh, and our men just had a sporting clay outing (my son works at the place). It was supposed to be co-ed, but they changed their minds at the last minute. Next time we women get to go. I think they were just scared we'd shame them. ;)
Can't wait to read the stories of jell-o and coffee.
It was restful just to read about this, Nancy. How peaceful.
confession: I clicked over to see what you were reading and it was NOT LOTR. So, I'm working on getting over it. But, I sort of feel like you're doing this to me on purpose.
It sounds like a lovely day though. Just being sounds so wonderful. Have fun recharging your batteries.
For this one, you get a long, contented sigh. Parked in a place to choose necessary quiet and rest.
Ah. What a gift.
I have fantasies of going away all alone for an overnight, with my books and my laptop.
Yeah, I'm not sure what to do with those stories yet. And I was happy to let the guys go do their thing :)
Thanks Gaby!
I may just keep refusing to read LOTR just because it drives you nuts! It was a lovely day, and anytime anyone offers you anything similar, take it and run with it.
Do it! Do it! (Wouldn't your birthday be a great day for an escape like that?)
In some ways, yes....but my daddy's coming over the hill to join us for dinner tonight. :)
Hi, Nancy. I like to get out in it, but quieter--snowshoeing. We're off to rent some and praying for some new snow up here in the Rockies.
Have fun with your daughter!
...sounds like Heaven....everyone being who they are....lovely.
This sounds wonderful. I love relaxing with a book and falling snow. Does your Swede biathlon? You enjoy your time. Jealous. :)
Ohhh, those big, fat, wide greens are the only way I ski. Back and forth, back and forth.
I grew up in Lake tahoe, surrounded by 12 ski resorts. I lived in Jackson Hole for ten years. I now live in Colorado. I dont ski
"I just scribbled pages and pages of nonsense about coffee and Jell-O." I love this. I often feel as if everything I write is just that: pages and pages of nonsense about coffee and Jell-O. :)
How wonderful you get to spend a quiet day inside, watching the snow fall outside. Where I live in SoCal, we don't get snow. *Sigh.* Have a wonderful dinner with your daughter. It sounds like a special evening ahead.
~Blessings.
Sounds like a perfectly lovely day. The most productive for your soul, though not a thing else may have come of it.
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