Sleeping Late!

I got to sleep until 9am today and then I just lay in bed snuggling Captain Husband and doodling around in my head for another hour. It was very nice and leisurely, but it surely did not get anything accomplished.

I've got everything I need to prepare food for tomorrow: crunchy taco shells, flour tortillas, low-carb tortillas, meat, cheese, 3 kinds of salsa, guacamole, salad and baby spinach for people who would like that instead of lettuce. The onions and the tomatoes will be cooked in with the meat, I'm using canned diced tomatoes with mild chiles. The salsa and guacamole are all in jars, because the thought of making it all from scratch seemed like overkill. I still have time to do it, and I have a food processor, so it's not like I would be chopping every little bit by hand... No, I bought really nice small-batch salsa with good ingredients and it is going to taste fine. The Guys would be happy with Taco Bell brand, so this will be much nicer than baseline. I am already making my own taco seasoning from scratch, that should be enough Betty Crockering out of me. It would seriously rock to be able to lay out a perfect spread totally made from scratch, including the tortillas, but I think I would only do that for my brother and sister. The Guys will be happy with what I have, it will be good and there will be plenty of it.

I have really come to treasure Saturdays. It's a day I can spend entirely with Captain Husband doing something that interests us both, and it's a chance to hang out with six other people for 8 or so hours in a very casual environment. They're smart, funny, and creative people, just the kind of friends I want to have. I wish I felt more like I was their friend, rather than just the wife of Captain Husband, but that will come with time. They are perfectly friendly to me, I just don't feel any deeper connection than aquaintence with them yet. I really enjoy their company, and I would be happy to do favors for them, but that is the kind of thing that has to develop naturally. So it's back to the analogy of the pearl, building up thin layer by thin layer.

I am continuing to make little steps forward in my relationships with the people at church. Slowly I am becoming known to them and they are accepting me further into their circle. They have only ever been friendly and welcoming, but of course there is a natural distance that only growing familiarity can overcome. It makes me so happy when we get to the part of the Sunday morning service called the Peace, which is when everyone moves around the church and greets each other. It's like Official Hug and Handshake time, and I have always found it joyous.

I still really like Communion, too. I don't believe in transubstantiation or that anything magical is ocurring, but it is sharing food and drink with other people, in a way that confirms us as a unit. During Communion, we are all a part of the same thing, doing the same thing in the same way, sharing something solemnly but happily. At that moment, we are all blessed. So there is unit integrity.

The lotion bars I ordered from Chagrin Valley have come in, so now I can stop smearing the coconut oil on my feet. It all smells so very good! The shampoo bars are also working out great. I still have itchiness from time to time, but it is much better. And I think I have adjusted to the way my hair acts when washed with soap rather than shampoo. I'm trying to grow it out now, so I've begun to just wear hairbands, or else it just lands in my face. It will be super when I can do ponytails again!