Life on Rural Street

You thought I'd forgot all about my blog didn't you?

I'm reading some fiction right now for my book club. I'm reading Till We Have Faces by C.S. Lewis. I read this during my freshman year in college and I remember staying up until 2 and 3 a.m. because I couldn't put the book down. I started reading it again last thursday night and now I remember why that happened. This is such a good story. I'll tell you more about it as I get into it, I'm only five chapters in right now. But I highly recommend it. The story is based on a lot of mythological tales, but even if you don't understand those or have prior knowledge of them, you'll be fine.

By the way, I did indeed finish The Problem of Pain by C.S. Lewis. (Can you tell our book group has been reading lots of Lewis lately?) I liked it - but I'm glad to be reading fiction again for now. I'll just say that. It made me think. Which can be good and bad.

I'm realizing that John and I are going to have some big decisions to make soon. I'm so glad I don't have to make decisions like this on my own. I have God, a husband, and a family to help make them. I would be dead if I had to make decisions all on my own. I have a hard time making small ones. For example, I went to the mall on Saturday night with my mom and my roommate from college, Kristi. I was in search of a dress for my brother's wedding which is taking place on Sunday, June 6. As a bridesmaid I have been told the color of dress I should buy (black) and to "keep it modest, not skanky." (Thanks for the vote of confidence Richard!) I went to probably 6 or 7 different stores, but could not decide on a dress. There was on that Kristi and my mom both liked but something about it bugged me so I just couldn't get it. (I'm super picky if you didn't know that about me) So I ended up spending 2 hours at the mall with nothing to show for it. So, on Sunday, I drug my mother-in-law, Ali, back to the mall and spent another hour and half dress searching. I finally found something and it so simple it's absolutely ridiculous it took me three and half hours of shopping to find it. Now I have to find shoes and necklace. Oy.

We spent four hours in the studio last night. I've found that recording runs two extremes. One being excitement over listening to your songs for the first time and hearing what you've created. The other being sheer frustrating when nothing is sounding like you want it to. I experienced both extremes last night. And I get to back Thursday. Again, oy.


Over the Rhine has a song that says:

Changes come
Turn my world around
Changes come
Bring the whole thing down

I think that pretty much sums up what my family and I have been dealing with for the past two years and I see continuing for at least the next couple years.