Fluffy.

So often life seems so fluffy. There's no depth. Everything is hidden from everyone...(what would people think if they knew I had a bad day?!) And yet I'm subject to this game of hide and seek myself. I want to be that person who overcomes the world of fluffiness and really digs deep...into myself, into others, into God. It's tough. Where do you start? You ask how someone's day is...good, and you? Of course I say good back, because I'm don't want to be a burden. Fluffiness. Good. Fine. Whatever.

I'm hurting. I'm having the best day I've had in weeks. I feel like I'm losing it. I could dance on the rooftops! Don't just give me fine. I'm done with fine. My goal is to be honest. My goal is to seek more than one word fluffy answers.My goal is to give more than just one word fluffy answers. No more fluffiness.

Life is about more than perceptions. Life is about what is.

God is.
Love is.
Hurt is.
Struggle is.
Joy is.
Pain is.
Confusion is.
Support is.

Fluffy isn't.

What can happen in 90 minutes...

So yesterday I was completely sick of my long hair (had been growing for a year and a half)...I had a quick supper and started cutting. Now, this would sound completely random and shocking if one didn't know that I regularly cut my own hair between the end of high school and the point at which we moved to Altona. After a few moments of panic and "what did I do?" I think it turned out alright. I'm loving the shorter style, although it may take a couple days of trimming for it to be just right. It's shorter layers at the back, and longer layers at the front. No more hair in my face... I love it!

Before:




After:

(here you can kinda see the back in the mirror)




(please excuse the bright green bra hanging in the background...I don't usually hang my bras in the bathroom...)

Mother's Day in our house...

Mother's day this year is very much like the mother's days of the last two years. We will head home from church in a few minutes and spend our afternoon napping, watching some Lost and Grey's and I'll steal a cuddle on the kitchen floor with Lennox.

No special meals...no family gatherings.

It gets lonely sometimes on days like today when everyone else is spending time with their mothers and ours are 8 and 10 hours away. It would be nice to be able to cook lunch for my mom. Say (in person) thanks for raising me and teaching me so many things. Thanks for loving me and for being mom to me for 23 years. I'll call my mom, and perhaps write a list of things that I appreciate about her and mail it tomorrow (because this holiday snuck up on me like crazy this year!) but somehow it's not the same as a hug on Mother's Day.

Maybe next year we'll make the trip and there will be a hug...

New Toys...

With our income tax rebate this year, Nathan and I bought ourselves some toys...

A brand new Canon Rebel Xti...

So much fun...we're trying to post a picture a day that we take with it on our blog (mccorkindale.blogspot.com). We've missed a few, but are still trying!

Also, having just arrived today, our new (to us) refurbished macbook!

I can tell, after playing with it for 10 minutes, that it's going to take alot of learning, but it's going to be fun!

It's so weird to have two new toys like this because it never happens! The last big purchase we made was our house two years ago! We figured, though, that our income tax money could be fun money to buy toys. A treat every once in a while is nice, now before there are other things to eat up all our extra money!