With Love and Cornbread

Well, good Sunday morning! I have been home a while (stayed all night at Mother's), so I decided to bake some cornbread in my grandmother's old iron cornbread molds. Lovely stuff, cornbread. And to go with it, my mother has cooked up some good, old fashioned navy beans and ham. As soon as I finish this post, get my clothes on, gather up some stuff--- it's soup time!

Today is moving day for me... not an actual moving day, per se, but a mini move. I just don't sleep well at night. I browse through the house, get up and read, love to go online, maybe bake, watch television if I can find anything, sometimes just sit with a candle glowing and pray or think---- None of those work out too well in an ancient house that CREAKS every time a person moves and a light sleeper in the next room. So today is moving day for me, a little cot I absolutely LOVE to sleep in, and some duds, suds, and books. If I get to town to the potato chip section, I'll add spuds to that list... I think personally a milestone such as this calls for Prairie Farms French Onion dip and Mesquite Barbecue Chips and Diet (of course!) Coke.

Eventually I plan to get a television hooked up to cable, a little cordless phone, ---- hopefully a little internet for my laptop the SCHOOL gave me!!! (only while I teach there, but still how wonderful), and some remnants of home. The room is lovely, and I'll post some pictures of it before and after I get moved in. I won't be staying every night. My son will take his turn sometimes, too. I think it will work out fine. I'm actually kind of excited about it. I will have a little bathroom all to myself, a hot shower, and access to windows, outside doors, and moonlight... who could ask for anything more?

All this, and a sweet little mommy tucked in bed on the other end of her house who is not afraid. Thank you, Lord!