Thanks so much for all of your comments on last week's post about height! Of course people shouldn't be judged by their height or any other feature, but I do think that it happens. Think of expressions that we use, like 'to look down on someone', 'belittle', and 'small-minded'. Maybe it's more of an issue for short men than women? Being short can be framed positively for women, by saying 'petite'. I don't think there's any such term for men. Any more thoughts? Also, yay for Rachael, Teresa and I being exactly the same height! *high five* (Or should I say *high five + 3/4"*?)
Miscellany: In my laundry frenzy during 'the sick', I washed a load of towels on the 'sanitize' setting and inadvertently tossed in a pair of dark, dark jeans. So now almost all of our formerly white towels are blotchy, dingy, sad-looking things. (The rest of them are mismatched in a variety of colours, and many pre-date our wedding, which was 10 years ago as of Friday.) It's my dream to someday (probably after the boys leave home) walk into a store, and buy an entire new set of white towels, hand towels, and face cloths. Right now, I can't imagine spending that much on towels when the old ones 'work' fine. First world problems.
Adam. There's nobody else I'd rather live this happy life with. Ten years have flown by.
Still no movement on our house. When I was visting those absolutely perfect, adorable, sweet, wonderful goats this afternoon at my aunt and uncle's homestead, I had a lovely sense of 'this is what I'm waiting for'. But in a good, 'it's coming' kind of way, not in an impatient sense at all. All in good time.
I hope that you're having a good weekend. Mother's Day can be awful for so many people who have lost their moms, who don't have good relationships with theirs, or who desperately want to be mothers. I'm thinking about you guys today, too.