I know there's really no excuse. It's spring. Every now and again we catch a glimpse of sunshine and shed our jackets for a day. And yet, I find myself melancholy. What's that all about?
Somebody needs to smack me around and shake me out of my funk. (Sorry. Not currently accepting volunteers. I am sure the list would be LONG.)
I have a day at home alone today for the first time in a long time. I have a list of THINGS TO DO and yet don't want to do many or any of them.
Online class deadlines looming, flowerbeds needing attending, dust bunnies dusting, laundry needs laundering, AND a partridge in a pear tree. Or more applicable in our case, a Robin in a holly bush.
Those buggers love those red berries.
C'mon spring. Come in all the way and cleanse my spirits with your warm (every day) sunshine!
Tootle Loo.
Tuesday, April 7, 2015
Sunday, March 22, 2015
A Cause for Celebration
Last week I enjoyed a solid feeling of satisfaction.
Two days, count them 1-2, before St. Patrick's Day, I located and had ready the St. Patty's day shirts for not one, not two, but all three of my children.
'Tis a St. Patty's day miracle! or the luck of the Irish? The planets lined up?
Whatever happened, I am thankful.
Goodbye until next year, ye' scoundrels.
Two days, count them 1-2, before St. Patrick's Day, I located and had ready the St. Patty's day shirts for not one, not two, but all three of my children.
'Tis a St. Patty's day miracle! or the luck of the Irish? The planets lined up?
Whatever happened, I am thankful.
Goodbye until next year, ye' scoundrels.
Wednesday, March 18, 2015
Dabbling in the Arts
Below is an e-mail I received from Ben's music teacher. Ben was so proud of his success!
Ben earned his black belt in Recorder Karate this morning in class!
He
received his certificate and will have his name announced over the intercom
tomorrow morning!!
Congratulations!
Ben was tickled pin, errrrrr I mean black. Ha ha.
Tuesday, March 17, 2015
Things I (Ethan) Love
1. Me
2. Steve
3. Star Wars
4. Origami
5. Yoda
6. Origami Yoda
7. The damp outside smell
8. Plastic smell
9. Ottomans
10. croutons
11.socks
12. China
13. Egypt
14. Greece
15. inconvenience
16. windows
17. The town Zzyzx
18. nose flutes
19. 1812 overture
20. pants
21. speedometers
Also found: Things I (Ethan) Dislike
1. vrooming motorcycles
2. billboards
3. abbreviations
4. Exit signs
5. clocks without hands
6. global warming
7. mold
8. gunck
9. broken legs
10. cereal copiers (I assume this means generic cereals- hey, just trying to save a little money here people!)
11. cigars
An insight into the mind of an 11 year old boy.
2. Steve
3. Star Wars
4. Origami
5. Yoda
6. Origami Yoda
7. The damp outside smell
8. Plastic smell
9. Ottomans
10. croutons
11.socks
12. China
13. Egypt
14. Greece
15. inconvenience
16. windows
17. The town Zzyzx
18. nose flutes
19. 1812 overture
20. pants
21. speedometers
Also found: Things I (Ethan) Dislike
1. vrooming motorcycles
2. billboards
3. abbreviations
4. Exit signs
5. clocks without hands
6. global warming
7. mold
8. gunck
9. broken legs
10. cereal copiers (I assume this means generic cereals- hey, just trying to save a little money here people!)
11. cigars
An insight into the mind of an 11 year old boy.
Eventful and Uneventful Days
We have had another stretch of sickness in our house this past week. Ethan stayed home from school Tuesday and Wednesday. Wednesday night at 8:00 pm was his championship basketball game, so even though he didn't play, we went to cheer for his team. It was so exciting. They tied it up in the last second of the game to go into overtime. Unfortunately we lost 30-27, but it was quite the game!
I was happy to be distracted that day because it was my Mom's 90th birthday! It would have been such a fun celebration to have with her. Grief is such an interesting thing. One moment you feel like you are managing it all pretty well, and the next your heart aches. There are certain losses you never get over. I am pretty sure that losing your Mom is one of them, no matter how many years go by.
I have flashbacks of the last few months of my Mom's life. I am starting to dwell on the happy moments and try to rid my mind of the hard ones. One fond moment is just sitting with her on her little green couch at her house and chatting away. Probably not really talking about much, but just being in one another's presence was comforting. We enjoyed looking out the picture window at the spring birds and the flowers starting to pop up. I am sure we were sharing a cup of tea. On this year, it is only fitting that my snowdrops and crocus popped up right in time for her birthday. How about that, Sadie Belle?
I was happy to be distracted that day because it was my Mom's 90th birthday! It would have been such a fun celebration to have with her. Grief is such an interesting thing. One moment you feel like you are managing it all pretty well, and the next your heart aches. There are certain losses you never get over. I am pretty sure that losing your Mom is one of them, no matter how many years go by.
I have flashbacks of the last few months of my Mom's life. I am starting to dwell on the happy moments and try to rid my mind of the hard ones. One fond moment is just sitting with her on her little green couch at her house and chatting away. Probably not really talking about much, but just being in one another's presence was comforting. We enjoyed looking out the picture window at the spring birds and the flowers starting to pop up. I am sure we were sharing a cup of tea. On this year, it is only fitting that my snowdrops and crocus popped up right in time for her birthday. How about that, Sadie Belle?
Thursday, March 5, 2015
Sweetness Wrapped in a 6 year Old.
I found this among Will's kindergarten papers.
Later he narrows his field. "I want to be a math teacher, because my Dad is."
Wednesday, March 4, 2015
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