Rainfall and Reading Lists

This evening we finally got that rain we have been hoping and praying for.

A banana tree, once limp with sadness,  is now standing tall and proud. The cilantro in the garden that was beginning to change to a light yellow color, almost instantly shines green again.

The girls and I were running some errands when we felt the temperature change and the clouds start to hang down low above our heads. The sky changed, almost too quickly, from sunny to grey. If that was not enough to tell you that the weather is changing- the wind picked up and blew in the cool, sweet smell of a summer rain.

We hurried home, all while keeping an eye on the sprinkles beginning to fall and scatter on the windshield. After piling out of the car, we huddled together on the back porch to listen as the rain grew stronger and began to pour down on the tin roof.

Rain makes me feel cozy and feeling cozy makes me want to snuggle up with a book.

“What are you reading these days?” -That is one of my favorite questions to ask people. I love a good book. I love a bad book. I just love all the books. I understand that reading is not for everyone, and that is okay. We will be praying for those people.


The books on my bookshelf can be broken down into 4 catagories:

  1. Books I have already read.
  2. “Book Club” Books. (I use quotes here only because while we are basically just a membership fee and t-shirt away from being an actual club, we really just pass books back and forth to one another. Along with little notes, and underlining favorite quotes we know the other one will love.) **Note to self: Buy Book Club t-shirts.
  3. Books to read with Lydia and Betsy.
  4. Books I have yet to read.

My preferred way to read books is two at a time. If I am reading a deep book, packed full of intense ideas and references, I like to read a funny and lighthearted book along with it. My current combo? Chasing Slow by Erin Loechner and Bossypants by Tina Fey.


From Chasing Slow- “Authenticity, I think, is simply trying to find the kindest way to tell the whole truth.”

From Bossypants- “Crotch Biscuits. That is what I call the wobbly triangles on one’s inner thigh.”

Interested in these books too? Here you go!

Chasing Slow
Bossypants

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Listen up. 

One of my favorite spots in our new home is standing at the kitchen sink. 


See, right above our kitchen sink is a window. Right outside that window is a large pecan tree. (This tree makes pecans the size of my fist, for realz.) (Okay, not for real, but close.) 

I stand here often, because I guess I am the only one in my family who can wash dishes. (Eye roll.) I stand here, going through the motions of washing dishes, and my mind starts to wander. 


Sometimes, it is little things like: did the plants get watered? Did the kids eat enough vegetables today? And sometimes it is more pressing issues like: Should I get bangs?

As I dip the dishes into the warm, sudsy water- my mind has drifted elsewhere again. I have been consumed, lately, with the thoughts of things I wish I could tell my younger self. You know, the me that thought she had everything figured out at the ripe ol’ age of 18? (Okay, 16.)

  • You cannot leave your house for school 10 minutes late, stop for coffee, and still think you are going to get you and your brother to school on time. (Sorry, Marshall.)
  • Shorts can cover your whole bottom AND still be cute. 
  • Your parents know that you are lying. Just tell the truth, for the love.
  • Please do not stop going to class for a boy. School is sexy, too. 


I reached out to a handful of my sweetest friends- curious about what they would tell their younger self. Most had just about the same answer:

Do not worry so much with pleasing everyone around you, and love yourself for who you are.

They are so right. Those things made my list, too. 

But, here is the thing: would we have listened if someone tried to tell us this when we were younger? Not me. But, then again, I knew everything already at that age- remember?

Young girls, put the cell phone down and pick up a book. Stay in some nights and play a board game with your family. Listen more, and put on sunscreen, for crying out loud.