Sep. 14, 2006 - picture time
We got our pictures made today for our yearbook.
The kids did really well. They smiled in all the right places.
They were able to make a group shot as well. Do you know how little pictures we have of all three together--professional too.
I'm glad the yearbook is working on with the busines and together they are doing this for us.
I think I like Georgia font for now.
I'm playing around with these fonts. Some don't look like they work.
I'm glad the return and tab works.
I was having to type wierd stuff, like >p< and /p><.
I have enough to do to worrying about html.
Look, I can even put an odd line in
or even two
woo=hoo
Sep. 13, 2006 - getting it all done
Even though I've been enjoying putting together the newsletter for our home school group, I struggle with getting everything done. I don't like to rush; I don't like to be rushed; I don't want to live a rush-around life.
I want to keep education as a priority--that means no "field trips" that are really me running an errand. I want to be a part of Bible Study, but not during school hours. It is not that we work on school work for 8 hours straight, but if I add a little thing like an unplanned errand or eat with a friend or get involved in a day-time Bible Study, it makes our school day hectic and rushed just so we can get to the next thing. What about play time, outside time, fun reading time?
I spend enough time in front of the computer for newsletters reasons that I don't feel I can spare an extra 15 or so minutes for blogging, much less for reading neighbors' blogs, and even much less for leaving comments on neighbors' blogs. I need to keep house cleaning a priority over playtime on the computer. I have a good system I think. When the newsletter is not immediately pressing, I can look around at what's going on in my neighbors' lives.
I've been quite depressed lately, feeling as if I have no friends. Well, Monday 2 home school mom-friends and 1 friend w/ no children talked to me for quite some time, lifting my spirits quite a bit. Seems like lots of moms struggle with establishing and keeping close friendships, especially if they home school. One friend said I apologize too much, well, I'm sorry, but...
To be a good friend, I need God's help. What I really want is more closeness to Jesus. Here's what I was thinking this morning: What do His clothes smell like? How dark is His skin compared to mine? How much hair on His arm does He have compared to mine? I really would like some closeness.
Well, just a few thoughts for my blog today.
Aug. 18, 2006 - in-law visit and baseball fun
Well, officially our school begins next Monday. We've been doing a few lessons here and there just b/c it's fun! I have another issue of the the newsletter to work on. It is 2 days until the deadline and I just have a little more space left to fill in.
We have my husband's parents, brother and sister-in-law coming today and staying until Sunday. They are actually good guests. I enjoy having them come over. One set will be staying in the school room, so I have all my school stuff pushed to the sides of the room. They probably feel uncomfortable and squished in that room, but at least it is a room unto their own. I'll have to rearrange after they leave to be ready for school.
Probably on Sunday we'll go to a local minor league baseball game. It is their last season in this stadium b/c a new one is being built. I'll miss that old stadium; we've been to many games there. Why Sunday? B/C families with church bulletins get in for $6 total. It may be too hot to stay though. Why a baseball game? My husband's b-day is in Aug. and every year his birthday wish is to go to a baseball game, whereas my birthday wish (which happens in Feb.) is to go to a cabin and hope to get snowed in.
Well, I've got a busy weekend and a new start to school work and I'm looking forward to all.
Jul. 31, 2006 - quiet house
My oldest two are at VBS this week and only my 2.5 yr old daughter is home with me. The house is so quiet this morning. It makes me realize how glad I am that my husband supports the homeschooling way. It makes me glad that my children are happy to be at home. Usually I don't mind the noise at all. I've been so busy lately I haven't had time to type out a blog on a regular basis. I worked in the nursery yesterday and one of the other ladies (who is actually the pastor's wife) was late and very exhausted looking. She said she was tired. Her husband and a group from church went to the Czech Rep. for mission work and they had just gotten back a few days ago. I couldn't help but feel sorry for her. I have no idea what all she has to do, but she looked like she needed a break. I don't want to live my life like that. Crazy--running here and there --tired and addicted to coffee. Well, nevermind about the coffee. I drink it b/c I like it!
I envision our family a family that plays together, prays together, doesn't go in a million different directions, and supports one another. Can this happen? Even though we homeschool, this messed form of a family still can be produced. I wonder if it's harder if you don't. Do other families have no trouble being a happy, relaxed family if they send their children to public school. Does it only depend on the number of children?
I don't know. I really am just wondering e-loud.
Jul. 21, 2006 - this week
This week my middle girl who starts Kindergarten this fall has been attending a program called Safety Town. It is a really wonderful program for the children in our town. It is only for those children about to enter Kindergarten. My son went two years ago. Sponsored by the local hospital, the volunteers are various teachers, moms, and youth from around our city. Each day there is a different focus: knowing your address and phone number, knowing all about 911, getting inside a ambulance, fire truck, bus. A little town is laid out with streets and lights and buildings. The children "drive" a little three-wheeled bike with safety belts around the town learning when to stop and how to look both ways. They also get to learn about bicycle safety. This is a super program and not enough good things can be said about it.
I got to talking to one of the guys in charge of S.T. He was concerned about the socio-economic aspect of the program. There is a limit of 100 children and this year most people registered online. If you look at the children who come, you can pretty much tell what kind of kids these are (double income, middle/upper class). He was not enthusiastic about that (which I found honoring) and wanted children from lower incomes to be a part of this too. Main problem: volunteers. They want teachers from preschool to elementary school around town to volunteer. I talked about how I heard about S.T.--word of mouth. Since I homeschool, I don't get the public school notices, but I've never thought that homeschoolers couldn't be a part of this. Well, all of a sudden I felt like homeschoolers are not the target participant. I hope they don't stop allowing homeschoolers to participate since it is so limited in number, but I would not be surprised if at some point they shy away from letting us come.
I just really think that people who have a casual glance at a homeschooling family come up with all these preconceived notions--crazy notions/judgments that don't make any sense. Like, for instance, there could be no way a homeschooled child can fit in with others. They must be terribly undersocialized. Excuse me, but my daughter ran out of the van the first day wanting to be involved. There were children there, crying not to be left and mommas who didn't want to let them go. Other notions, too, like "I could never get along with my child; they never do what I say." Oh boy. I don't have it together any more than any other mother. I am not "putting on airs" like I do better or think I can.
Anyway, it's a strange world. People going about thinking they can get along with everyone, but really they just don't have the time to hear anyone out or different strokes for different folks means I'm not even going to try to get along with you and leave it at that.
I don't know where I stand really. I don't want to be a hypocrite, but I don't want to make enemies b/c of our family's privilege to homeschool. How can I be so excited to be able to homeschool and then turn around and look at others looking down on me? Some people do really well when faced with opposition. Maybe they were homeschooled and since I was publicschooled I just want to be like everyone else. Hmm..., let me think some more about that.
Jul. 5, 2006 - ordered
I've got my school books order finished. Now I'll wait for the rest of the material to come in and then I can work on a yearly plan and a monthly plan and maybe the first week's plan. I also need to finish cleaning out the school room. I'm very excited about the upcoming year. I hope it will be fun.
I'm still trying the toilet training ordeal. This is crazy. I don't understand why this is so hard for me. It should be no big deal. I was hoping we could be past this once the school year got started and underway, but I'm in this alone. It feels that way anyway. I lose sleep. So in the middle of the night I think maybe I'll find some helpful tips online. I get an article comparing the different "methods." Some Dr. Brazel... someone or other says "child-led," and he's paid by Pampers. Some Dr. Rosemond (which actually come to my church and spoke) says "by age 2" and "parent-led." You say it, they do it. Too late for me, in any case--she's 2.5 yrs. It's more like, "I said it, she looks at me." I don't think she's clueless or disobedient, and I don't think she doesn't want to. It is more like she doesn't mind taking a bath 3 times a day or getting her sheets changed twice a day. She'd rather play (well, me too). It's too much effort to realize what's happening and "make it" to the potty. This is not going well. I want to be relaxed about the whole thing, but my back hurts from bending over the tub washing the bottom, the legs, the pants, the tub itself and the walls and the floor and the sides of the toilet. (did I mention 3 times or more a day?) Well, the www. didn't help much so I look in another author's book and he suggests "hosin' 'em down with a water hose." She wouldn't understand. I don't think that would help. Besides, I don't think I could do that without a sense of disgust and resentment, so I'd better not. My husband wouldn't like it if the French drains were clogged in that way either :)
Here's what I would like to see happen this week: the baby (that's what we call her) to tell me she needs to go. I would like for her to make it before an accident happens. I would like to remain calm and pressureless. I would like to speak kindly and carefully. I would like to respond appropriately EVERY time in any situation. Ever play that game "Pipe Dream"? This is starting to sound like that looked. Maybe it is a pipe dream, but I don't want it clogged with you-know-what.
Jun. 29, 2006 - too much going on
I've just got too much to think about. It's been a little less than a week since my last blog entry. Since then I've been working on my dad's T-shirt quilt (I'll post some picts later) and doing a little scrapbooking. I've been working on a program for a women's get-together at church. I was asking to have a part in the skit, but since I'm a terrible actress, it wasn't working as planned. I think they're finding someone else. Also the homeschooling newsletter for my county is now is my hands. This sure has made me nervous. I have lots of ideas and plans, but I'm still afraid to make a mistake.
I haven't ordered the final part of school material. I'm waiting for credit card dates to change to the next month. This is causing a bit of anxiety as well. I like to have all that I need to start the planning part. I need to get the school room in good working order and get rid of last year's and unnecessary items. One of our "summer projects" was to clean out the backyard shed and install the window and change out the doorknob (don't ask), and we have plans to do that this weekend, but I'm starting to feel sick, like a bad sickness is about to come on, and my husband's job is keeping him at work late.
On top of all that, the neighbor let someone park their van on our yard. For some reason, that's just really bothered me. I'd like to nicely go over there and say, "please move your van off my grass," but then I have not met this new neighbor and I don't want to make enemies.
Like I said, I don't feel too well and I'm overwhelmed. I woke this morning at 4:30am and spent about a half in prayer and I'm sure that's helped me not go crazy today. The children are ok, and my husband hasn't "heard from me." These are all very good signs and full of hope. God blesses....
Jun. 22, 2006 - today's verse
You know you are the mom of a preschooler when you read the verse for the day and instead of seeing "But ye are a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, a holy nation...", you see "But ye are a chosen generation, a royal preschool..."
Jun. 7, 2006 - after a week
Well, little one here has just about got it. It took about a week. The last two days, she's not had any accidents. I know it has only been two days so I shouldn't count any chickens yet, but at least it is better than the first two days in which she had an accident every 20 minutes. Her pull-ups are wet in the morning, so we're not quite done yet. With my other two, I woke them up before I went to bed (11pm) and had them go potty in their sleep. My littlest one sleeps different it seems. When she's sleeping, it is very hard, but if woken, she doesn't easily go back to sleep. My middle daughter did ok with that way. My oldest son sleep walks. So I don't know what will happen. We'll see. Anyway, this is a big reason why I've not had much computer time lately. Updates to come. Thanks for the note of encouragement FaithfulGrace :)Jun. 2, 2006 - back home
well, we're back home now. I have had a few days of recollecting myself and getting back to weekly duties. I so appreciated the prayer about being gentle to the children b/c we all needed it this week especially. I started right in with training the 2dd2.5 to use the potty. I didn't wait b/c I knew she was interested right before we left for the trip. I didn't want that stress for either of us while driving as much as we did (we put 4200 miles on our van over the 18 days we were gone). So she stayed in diapers during that time. I ran out of diapers so I said this is as good a time as any to start training. That was Tuesday. She has done ok. If I forget to take her to the toilet on a regular basis, she doesn't put in the say-so that she needs to go. She has had 3 poopy accidents. Yesterday was especially difficult as I had 2 friends visiting yesterday at different times and so it took up the whole day from 10:30am to 3pm. That was when she had 2 poopy accidents. Last night though, we went to church for just a short time, I took her and she went there and then when we got in the van to leave she said something about going pee. I said we'll go when we get home, and she had dry pants and a full little potty chair. So I was very encouraged about that. I did have some stress over a bill that was due on Tuesday. I opened it up on Tuesday. We were looking for it before we left and hadn't gotten it. I thought it might be due so I went ahead and opened it before we worked on our money (which we were going to do that night). I called about seeing if we could send it in tomorrow b/c we just got back from vacation. The girl said they couldn't change the day and it would be $39 late fee. Or I could do it over the phone right then for $5. Of course the obvious choice is to go do right then, but my husband and I don't work like that. I wanted to know what to do. So I called him and bothered him at work while on the phone to the girl. She did not like that and said call back, but I said "No-no. I waited 20 minutes just to get connected with a real person." I felt like she was hollering at me. I'm not usually the one who takes care of matters like this. My husband does so much better than I do in these situations. He doesn't take these business dealings personally like I do. It may be a character flaw on my part, but in any case it brought me to tears having to deal with her and the bill and not knowing what to do. That was Tuesday. Yesterday I had a termite expection at 8:30am and a friend visit at 10:30. She had lunch with us and stayed until another friend came at 1:30. This friend stayed until 3pm. Now my friends' visits were great and I'm glad they didn't mind a messy-right-back-from-vacation-house. I enjoyed my time with them very much and they each had one child with them and so my kids had fun too. I did have to fix dinner right after they left and be ready to get to church for a class. My husband got stuck in traffic, so the kids and I ate and went to church and were going to meet him there. When we got there, there was no childcare. I was asked if I'd reserved it. My husband had b/c he was supposed to record the class (part of his church job). He was asked a while back. I called on Tuesday to make sure about childcare for this class (I had also called about a few other things). So when we got there and there was no childcare, the coordinator called all the people on her list and couldn't find anyone. So I took the kids home. I have had worse disappointments and if I can't handle a disappointment like this, what's going to happen when something really awful happens? So it was really no big deal, except I felt like I'd rushed around for no reason. Anyway, I have lots of other thoughts about this, but I don't have time to type them out. I talked it out last night w/ my husband anyway. I read an encouraging verse from Scripture on May 31st and wanted to type it out here. Psalm 119:143-144 says, "As pressure and stress bear down on me, I find joy in your commands. Your laws are always right; help me understand them so I may live." This is the New Living Translation. I know some of my friends have a hard time with other translations, but sometimes I see a need for someone to use a different word not to change the meaning of the text but so I can pick up on it and it can speak to me specifically. Would I have not grasped this verse if "pressure and stress" (which I'm familiar with) were not used? I didn't intend to offend anyone, I'm just getting some thoughts out. I really hope you have a wonderful, joyful day.May. 28, 2006 - driving home
We've driven from Phoenix to Albuquerque today. Memorial weekend is not the weekend to be trying to find a camp spot or a hotel room. The Sheraton we stayed in last night was wonderful, but this hotel tonight is not as good even though we're paying a lot more. One plus is that the internet connection is free :) Looking on the bright side, right? We drove through smoke right outside of Flagstaff. I think a wildfire had started and the wind was blowing so hard that I am fearful of that fire getting out of hand. I'll try to post pictures later. I don't have camera to computer access right now. Well we'll be driving all day tomorrow and some on Monday morning. Maybe we'll get back in time for us to rest from our vacation :) Also, I wondered if there were any homeschoolers in New Mexico? If so, I'll just have to wave as I pass by.May. 17, 2006 - staying in California
Well, our trip went better than expected. The kids did well. Sometimes they rode with Grandpa and Nana in their truck/RV. I think I'm sold on the idea of traveling with an RV. That's been the most fun of all. I think I let them bring too many toys. There were a few times I didn't handle toys scattered all over the van very well. I guess I know for next time.
Right now, I'm in San Francisco near Union Square. We left the children with Grandpa and Nana and drove here. We had trouble finding a place to park and when we did, we realized it was going to cost $33 a night!! Crazy. It is 10:45pm right now, but of course for me, it feels like 12:45am. I think I'll go to bed soon. I finally found a place to log on to the internet to check my emails and type in a quick blog. I won't have time to visit others right now. I'll get to that later on, I hope.
While my husband has been at the JAVA conference, I've been walking around downtown. I went to the Modern Art Museum. I found a few pieces of art that were interesting and a few pieces that were strange and a few pieces that I couldn't figure out why it was considered "ART." What I found most interesting was the pictures of the San Fran earthquake and fire of 1906.
I am fascinated by the personalities of cities. A few years ago we went to Chicago. I liked the town and the people. It seemed most people were "normal," whatever that is, but I figured I could be one of them. San Fran is different, though. I find that the people here are not only very strange, but strange is normal--whatever that is and that it is not "me." I mean that I can't fit in b/c I'm not outlandish. People who are outlandish don't seem strange at all--they fit in great.
I don't know--I'm just trying to put down my thoughts about towns. I think the buildings here are very lovely, and I haven't felt unsafe surprisingly to me. I've so enjoyed the time I've had by myself. I can go to a museum and not worry about the kids touching something or being too loud. I can walk thru at my own pace and read all that I'd like about each exhibit.
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There are homeless and poor people on every corner. They hold signs and ask and ask and ask if you'd give them something. My heart is sad, but what little I could part with couldn't really help. My Bible reading has told me to be generous and help the poor in one verse and in the next, says, "the fool feeds on trash." I'm really torn. Everyone walks by these people and never helps. They keep their iPods and cells in their ear and advert their eyes so as not to notice them. The city has a bad smell that I don't recognize and probably don't want to know. I don't know how to really help, but I feel like I need to obey God's word--but what does that mean I need to do? Jesus' words ring true in my ear, "it is as hard for the rich to enter the kingdom of God as it is for a camel to hop thru the eye of a needle."
Well, I've rambled on a good bit. I'll see if sometime soon I can get back on a computer.
May. 10, 2006 - Wednesday
Well, we leave tomorrow for California. I'm sure the baby robin birds will have left the nest by the time we get back :( They've grown so fast. I bought the groceries and drinks we'll need along the way so we won't have to stop for drinks all the time and I got snacks too. I can't believe I spent about twice as much as I usually do. Most of it was drinks and snacks. That kind of stuff adds up quick and it's not really necessary. Hopefully I won't have to buy drinks and snacks for 3 weeks :) It's been raining here all last night and today. I like the rain, but in our new house here, every time it rains hard, it floods the back yard, and if the french drains aren't clean, the water can rise to our back door quickly. It's just hard to relax with water rising like that. I have a sweet friend who is going to come over and take a look around while we're gone to see if there are any problems. We can't get back to fix them if there are, but at least we'll know, right? Anyway, I'll be looking for computers along the way and try to keep up with folks, but I'm not sure how well I'll do, so if this post gets outdated before I get back online, you'll know we're somewhere between Arkansas and California.May. 6, 2006 - fun day
We've had a fun day today. After the rain stopped my husband's efforts at lawn mowing, we got out our rain gear, the bikes, and the bike-trailer. We rode to downtown and walked around Toad Suck. There's a legend surrounding name of this event and it's not as bad as it sounds. This once a year event takes over our town the first weekend in May. They close off downtown and folks from all over set up booths of food, crafts, activities, contests, etc. They have two or three stages for music and performances. There is a toad race. There is a contest for who can keep their hands on the truck the longest. It is called Stuck on A Truck. Today when we went there, only one person dropped out. The rest had been there 24 hours and some odd minutes. They have a big clock showing how long they've been on the truck. If they win, they keep the truck. I love for our family to ride together through town. What I don't like is the way drivers treat bike-riders. Here I've got my 7 yr. old on a bike between myself and his dad and cars and truck whiz by like they're late for something. They don't care a bit that there are folks out riding. Seems like they are playing the game "how many points if I hit a bike rider?" One gal had the gump-tion to pull up 2 inches from my handle bars going the same direction as me at a stop light. We were there waiting when she squeezed between my family on bikes and the car turning left. There was not enough room. Anyway, I guess I've fumed enough now. We did have fun, though. It was a nice, slow rainy day and cool temperatures. We saw folks we knew. Once, we stopped at a particular booth giving out certain political information and they gave the kids all a balloon. Well, two booths down, the opposing party put balloons on the kids arms w/o us even giving consent. It was awful sneaky of them I must admit--just to get the word out about their fellow. Oh well, we don't have to vote for the fellow at least. Everyone have a good weekend and watch out for the little ones on bikes :)May. 5, 2006 - birds
the kids and I watched a mom and dad robin feeding their babies. I don't know how many there were, but I think I saw 2 little beaks at one time.
Even birds know raising young is hard on your own.
May. 1, 2006 - different children, different personality
I have 3 children--a boy, and 2 girls. My 1st born was a good baby. I'll admit that I thought I had everything to do with it. We read the right books, we listened to the right experts, and we drew from the wisdom of our parents. He is a good kid. 20 months later my 1st daughter appears on the scene, quite content. Not any trouble really. We hardly noticed her except for the occasional whiny fit. We had a happy, good family. The children obeyed (most of the time), they were punished when they didn't obey. We could go places and eat in restaurants w/o any throwing food or utensils on the floor or screaming or anything that you might be embarrassed about if you saw another table with such children. Where did we go wrong? How come #3 is such a crazy, must-have-her-own-way kind of child? Where did she come from? We didn't do anything different. She is three years younger than her big sister, but a whole lot bigger in presence. She's demanding and defiant. Today would be a great example. We walk into the library. There are 3 librarians and one other person at the computer as far as I can tell. My daughter went over to the other computer. Normally, I wouldn't mind. I know she can't hack into it and make up a virus or anything, but the librarian got nervous about it. So I told her to get down. She tried explaining something to me in 2 yr old talk and proceeded to bang on the keyboard again. I put down the books I was checking in and went over to her and she quickly jumped down off the chair. I grabbed her up and held her. She started screaming, so I covered her mouth and told her to hush. At this point, you are probably thinking, take her outside. Well, I should have. I was just almost done, checking out the rest of the books and the other two were finding a book. So I held her for just a minute more. She wiggled herself down and was happy. She went to look at board books and I finished checking out the books I needed. Now, it is time to go. I said, "let's go" and what does she do, she runs and she's running barefoot and I don't know where her shoes are. I asked the librarian if they had a brick wall I could run into. The flip-side to all this is that she is the more cuddly of the three, easiest to tickle and very playful. She's full of kisses for us all and hugs too. I may not be as harsh with her as I was the other two--maybe that's why she feels she can control all situations with me. I feel like I'm harder on her than I ever was with the others. What am I missing from my perspective? I sure would like to go into public places w/o getting the crazy's.Apr. 26, 2006 - down to one jeep for all 5 of us
We squeezed all 5 of us in our jeep cherokee that my husband commutes to work in everyday. We had to drop our van off at the shop to have the door handle replaced and brakes and different kinds of fluids and whatnot. It is supposed to take all day tomorrow. We have not yet had to put all of us together in that one vehicle. We were all so close, and the children were so loud. We used to live very close to our favorite mechanic and we could walk from the house to the shop. Now we have to drive 30 minutes to drop off our vehicle. Now that my son is out of a booster seat we could put the girls on either side of him. I wish I had taken a picture.Apr. 18, 2006 - getting ready again
Well, here we go again--getting ready for a camping trip. This one, though, is a little different. We'll have external frame packs and no children. We're looking at about an 11 mile hike to see Winding Stairs and experience our first night camping on the trail. After the sad story about the 6 yr girl, 2 yr boy, and mom getting attacked by a black bear, I'm a little worried. I know there are black bears in AR. If we get back, I'll type up what happened. Is it right to ask for safety prayers, if we're doing something crazy? Well, I am anyway--Please pray.....Apr. 12, 2006 - is History repeating itself?
Yesterday, I read part of Chapter 19 in the Story of the World by Wise the first volume. It was about the Mycenean Greeks and "barbarians" destroying their cities. It really got me thinking "Is history repeating itself? Now. In this day and time?" Wow, a bit scary. We're sitting in our pretty homes with our nice cars and cool computers. We work hard, we educate our children. We're safe here on the other side of the world between two oceans and our strong military. But instead of calling "them" barbarians, what if we're calling "them" terrorists? I was thinking all this then I heard in the news about Iran's little announcement. Hmmm. Well, I'm glad I have the hope of Christ and eternal salvation through Him. Without that, I would have lots MORE to worry about.Mar. 22, 2006 - self-employed, trusting God or scraping by
Last night my husband mentioned again his thoughts about sometime in the future of becoming self-employed. I'm afraid this doesn't settle well on my stomach. I know he's been talking about this for a while and it all seems so, as he mentioned, "romantic." As in, all the great possibilities it could afford. I want him to obey God, if this is what God's calling him to do. I know I'll be forced to trust God more and more for daily needs. I know people do this all the time. But I'm full of all the "but what if,..?" And some of them sound awful silly. Listen. What if we have to sell our van? What if we have to sell our house? What if we have to cancel cable and the Terminix man and NetFlix? What if we'll have to stop drinking our Starbucks coffee? What if we have to learn how to make our own clothes and bread? What if I can't buy the school curricula we need? What if I can't go exercise at Curves in the morning? Starting to sound quite materialistic. Maybe venturing out is exactly what I need. Still, it does still seem a bit scary to me.
