tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88910718309241395262024-02-07T00:15:10.570-05:00whatever pops outDebihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13999759633682551104noreply@blogger.comBlogger55125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891071830924139526.post-55650251796438703282010-10-11T09:12:00.000-04:002010-10-11T09:12:57.397-04:00on my mind this morning...*My dear friend <a href="http://runswithsword.blogspot.com/">Jean</a>. I am such an overwhelming mess of emotions just thinking about her these past few days. So many tears. Most of them sad. But it's also such a story of love. If you should read this Jean, just know how much we're thinking of you. And how very much we love you.<br />
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*The weekend was a rough one in terms of missing a much-loved friend. Nearly two years after Dewey died, I can really finally remember her with mostly smiles. I can focus on the thankfulness I feel because I got to call her friend. I can think about our conversations, both silly and serious, without always breaking into tears. Of course, I still miss her. That will never change. Never. But it is so nice to see some random thing and actually smile, instead of automatically tear up, because it reminds me of her.<br />
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But the past few days were tough. The read-a-thon is always tough. (And thus, in my true run-away-from-your-problems nature, I sort of avoided it as much as I could this time.) But on top of the read-a-thon, Ali Edwards put up her first December Daily project post. I know that should anyone happen to read this post, that that will make no sense whatsoever. And I've no idea how to explain, so I won't. But I went down to my creative space on Friday, and I pulled out the base album I made in 2008. An album which never had a single photo added to it, because day 1 of the recording aspect of that project was the day I'd found out that Dewey had died. So yes, the album has sat empty ever since. I sat with that empty album on Friday, flipping the pages, and just letting the tears flow. I felt I'd gone back in time nearly two years when the pain was so new and so raw. <br />
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Anyway, I know how incredibly selfish it sounds, but I want so much to find myself smiling again when I think of Dewey. But it's not because I think the tears are bad. I don't. <br />
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*On a more mundane note, I'm disappointed that I've been such a flop this Halloween season. I can't believe that I still haven't dug out the Halloween decorations (though I hope to remedy that today). The kids still don't have costumes...so I'm pretty sure they're not going to get anything too elaborately made by me. Of course, Gray wants nothing but to be a dragon, and my sewing skills were never in that league anyway! I'm guessing it will be much like last year--throw together something at the last minute. And you know, I actually think they had just as much fun then as they ever have, so I'm not sure why I'm worrying about it. (Oh, yeah, because worrying is one of the few things I'm very adept at. :P) I also haven't tried any of these new, scrumptious-sounding "fall" recipes I've been gathering. Not that time is up for that, of course...but I had visions of trying a new one every weekend this month. And finally, I had a list of people who make my world a brighter place that I wanted to make cards and little Halloween trinkets for...ummmm...yeah, the chances of this becoming a reality shrink by the minute. :( <br />
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---Hmmm. When I glance at what I wrote, I worry that it seems like life is sort of sucking. But that's not the case. Seriously, self, when you read over this someday in the future, I don't want you to take that from this. Life is truly wonderful. True, there's been a lot of sadness. And if I could do anything to make this time easier for Jean, I'd do it in a second. And I don't mean to say that sadness and death and hurting are "good." But they are necessary. And they help me in appreciating the fullness of being alive.Debihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13999759633682551104noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891071830924139526.post-2774277399543168272010-10-01T12:25:00.000-04:002010-10-01T12:25:05.795-04:00a morning at Wickham Farms (9/25)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXsAS9lzt8KuB8HqPel4otxspOrHft7VMEjf1o7qFhF1bo31XoyWV_xkB6ehwiB-qXN4-LM3RlMPtRhe6jKUpNerMVtWzMgsLqLeg8mFC6hgI098vY7QC8LPG4Zoeae3BwUIKBFe5RHlnX/s1600/DSC09408.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXsAS9lzt8KuB8HqPel4otxspOrHft7VMEjf1o7qFhF1bo31XoyWV_xkB6ehwiB-qXN4-LM3RlMPtRhe6jKUpNerMVtWzMgsLqLeg8mFC6hgI098vY7QC8LPG4Zoeae3BwUIKBFe5RHlnX/s400/DSC09408.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
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I don't want to whine and dish out my laundry list of things that keep me from paying enough attention to my friends. After all, we're all busy, arent' we? I just seem to be sorely lacking the organizational skills to find a way to fit it all in...and I swear I've been trying to work on my organizational weaknesses, but I don't seem to be making much progress.<br />
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Anyway, it's so unfair that my friends always seem to be the ones at the end of the line. It should *not* be that way. I swear, you're all way more important to me than the tomatoes in the garden...but since you won't rot on the vine if I don't get you canned, I tend to the damn tomatoes first. And a little boy, who after a great start to the school year, is now crying every morning worrying about going to school...well, he soaks up a lot of my emotional attention. And...and...and... But I won't go into all the "ands"--like I said, I don't want this to be a whiny, "I'm overwhelmed" post.<br />
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My friends mean so much more to me than it would seem from my behavior as of late. And I am so very, very, very sorry. I truly am.<br />
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I'll get my act together one of these days. I promise.Debihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13999759633682551104noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891071830924139526.post-27695272428594311692010-09-27T13:22:00.001-04:002010-09-27T13:23:18.432-04:00scenes from an 8-year-old's birthday weekend<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8M6R6UWWXqwwwuDL4sLhEm7oF_QmpY3HJCctOsIfVJPedp7swlmeq6I9ChyvIMbv_l3__z30kQHc5vTKZ9XrbSfhKd80ZZXe-in5RohXHGOZZcqsjDEryhZDtk7o2LFzigjIwcf0ydBD3/s1600/DSC09363.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8M6R6UWWXqwwwuDL4sLhEm7oF_QmpY3HJCctOsIfVJPedp7swlmeq6I9ChyvIMbv_l3__z30kQHc5vTKZ9XrbSfhKd80ZZXe-in5RohXHGOZZcqsjDEryhZDtk7o2LFzigjIwcf0ydBD3/s400/DSC09363.JPG" width="400" /></a></div> Birthday boy's breakfast of choice: Double-dipped berries.<br />
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*I hate that "summer" is over. I hate it. I'll miss you being gone all day.<br />
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*But at least you'll only be "gone" for school two days of the week. Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays--you'll still be stuck with me. :)<br />
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*Unfortunately, that isn't the case with your brothers. And tomorrow when they head off for their first day of school...yeah, I'm going to be a mess inside. <br />
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*Since when did 13 look so old?!! I guess it probably always has...but looking at 13 through parental eyes is somehow different.<br />
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*I'm so sorry that you're so worried about Chemistry. I'm hoping that after today, you'll be a little more comfortable. You really are going to do just fine, sweetie! I know you are.<br />
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*Still, three hours of chem lecture starting at 8:00am is quite a shock to the system, huh?<br />
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*I hope you'll call me before your afternoon class starts and let me know how things are going.<br />
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*You're so beautiful. <br />
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*I miss you already--though if you were home, you'd still be in bed anyway. ;)<br />
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*I love you more than words can say.Debihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13999759633682551104noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891071830924139526.post-27340265361289769922010-08-25T11:08:00.000-04:002010-08-25T11:08:29.680-04:00dreams for the day...*savoring one small square from the Dark Chocolate and Orange organic, fair-trade chocolate bar I bought last week...heaven, pure heaven<br />
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*chopping veggies (mostly from our garden) to make that spaghetti sauce I was going to make yesterday<br />
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*bowling (and sucking at it) with Rich and Gray and Max and Annie<br />
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*pigging out on the fresh garden salsa I made yesterday<br />
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*hanging out the towels to dry on this picture-perfect summer day<br />
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*spending time cleaning up my creative space<br />
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*being appreciativeDebihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13999759633682551104noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891071830924139526.post-53443119342687397382010-08-22T10:13:00.000-04:002010-08-22T10:13:29.128-04:00our last morningI have to admit that Friday was a tough day around here. None of us, most of all me, were ready for Happy Week to come to end. I'm serious, it was just so hard taking Chris to the airport. And it took everything I had not to just break down in tears saying "goodbye."<br />
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I know you already know this, but we miss you, Chris! Thanks for a wonderful week!!!!Debihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13999759633682551104noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891071830924139526.post-1073386224568511222010-08-21T11:06:00.000-04:002010-08-21T11:06:55.302-04:00more photo inundation (days 4 and 5 of Happy Week)Dining al fresco:<br />
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War wounds after a particularly brutal game of predator crossing:<br />
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A trip to one of our favorite local parks, Mendon Ponds: <br />
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Bookstore #2 (unfortunately, the used book store we tried to hit this day was closed by the time we got there):<br />
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Bookstore #3 (by far the most dangerous of those we managed to hit):<br />
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Supper from our favorite local pizza joint:<br />
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Everyone rode the tram over the whirlpool except wimpy old me:<br />
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At the airport:<br />
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At bookstore stop #1 (Borders):<br />
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Chimney Bluffs State Park:<br />
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(The boys "not getting wet" at Chimney Bluffs.)<br />
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Chris petting Lucky for Ana:<br />
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Family book club at Casa Azteca:<br />
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P.S. Family Book Club was a big success--not only did we eat delicious food and have fun discussing our books, but everyone liked what they had to read. <br />
Max read The Stuff of Legend by Mike Raicht, and gave it an A.<br />
Gray read Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, and gave it a B+. (This is higher praise than it might seem, coming from Gray.)<br />
Annie read The Lonely Werewolf Girl by Martin Millar, and gave it an A+. <br />
Chris read Unwind by Neal Shusterman, and gave it an A+.<br />
Rich read the first three Warriors graphic novels by Erin Hunter, and gave them A (possibly exaggerating his enjoyment for Max's sake). <br />
Debi read The Lightning Thief by Rick Riordan, and gave it an A+.<br />
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And for next meeting, we're going to learn to Skype (yikes!). The picks:<br />
Max picked the next series of three Warriors graphic novels for Rich. <br />
Gray picked a Pokemon manga for Annie.<br />
Annie picked The Dreaming (vols. 1-3) by Queenie Chan for me.<br />
Chris picked Tales from Outer Suburbia by Shaun Tan for Max.<br />
Rich picked Hoot by Carl Hiassen for Gray.<br />
Debi picked The Stand by Stephen King for Chris.Debihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13999759633682551104noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891071830924139526.post-26991477087306619872010-08-14T17:43:00.000-04:002010-08-14T17:43:23.659-04:00best get this out of the waySo, I was having a bit of a breakdown last night--just overly tired and worrying about getting things done. Rich decided I just needed to get out of this house, so he hauled us all off to Taco Bell for supper (yes, we are pathetic enough to eat at Taco Bell--what can I say, their classic limeades are pure heaven). Anyway, aside from the limeades, Taco Bell also has the fact that it's located by a decent little used bookstore going for it. Well, I was obviously too exhausted to practice any self-restraint...I bought 9 books. Despite the fact that I knew that I would be buying truckloads of books this coming week when <a href="http://www.dreamstuffbooks.com/blog">Chris</a> is here--yes, enablers we definitely are to one another (and face it, neither of us even need enablers to go overboard). <br />
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From the used book store:<br />
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So who's read what? And what did you think?Debihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13999759633682551104noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891071830924139526.post-66102669636683538802010-08-09T10:09:00.002-04:002010-08-09T10:10:54.662-04:00and the award goes to...Me!!! Yes, I was given a blogger award...from myself! Yes, and if I was talented enough, I'd even make myself a little button.<br />
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Yes, I've been given the Pathetic Blogger Award! I'm ever so deserving, wouldn't you agree? :D<br />
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And I'm going to continue living up to the honor for the next week, at least. So much to do this week in preparation for our stay-cation. (This is the very bestest kind of stay-cation, too---because we have a very much-loved <a href="http://www.dreamstuffbooks.com/blog">friend</a> coming to enjoy it with us! Yes, in fact, he is the very inspiration for it!)<br />
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Anyway, it's not so much that I mind not posting, but I always hate it when I get in these slumps where I don't get to read other people's blogs. Not that anyone minds, I know...we *all* go through these periods. Just bums me out. You know, because everyone's off talking about really cool stuff and reading all kinds of interesting books and making and growing awesome things...and I'm missing it all. :( I could look at it as having all these great things to look forward to in a few weeks when life slows back down, but face it, one can never catch back up when you get that far behind. At least not if you're a Pathetic Blogger like me. ;)<br />
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<blockquote>Africa is a complex continent of people. The West so often treats African as if it were one country, and its interventions, therefore, often misfire. Richard Dowden teases out the web of history, myth, rivalry, alliance, ambition, and protest that comprises the current reality... Their daily challenges, innovations, and dreams provide a sweeping, illumination and often uplifting portrait of modern sub-Saharan Africa.</blockquote><br />
And then I read the foreward by Chinua Achebe. Again, a piece of it:<br />
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<blockquote>Africa, as most people are aware, has endured a tortured history, and continues to persevere under the burden of political instability and religious, social, racial and ethnic strife. Many chroniclers of the African condition often find Africa overwhelming. As R.K. Narayan once said about new stories: 'there are often too many stories out there to be told.' The writer is often faced with two choices: turn away from the reality of Africa's intimidating complexity, or conquer the mystery of Africa by recognizing the humanity of African people.<br />
Richard Dowden makes the brave choice. In Africa: Altered States, Ordinary Miracles, he tackles Africa's problems without fear, sentimentality or condescension.</blockquote> Now I just hope that I find a way to make time to read it!Debihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13999759633682551104noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891071830924139526.post-11268511505047254872010-08-04T06:29:00.003-04:002010-08-04T06:29:00.152-04:00thank you......for filling up the car with gas so I wouldn't have to worry about it while taking Gray to camp this week<br />
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...for the surprise bag of spice drops you brought home for me the other day<br />
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...for telling me you love me, every single day<br />
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...for saying, "Thanks for another delicious meal"<br />
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...for getting the coffee ready every night so I just have to flip the switch in the morning<br />
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...for enjoying Project Runway as much as I do<br />
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...for our Sunday morning trips to the farmer's market<br />
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...for being a complete and total dork, and loving me for being one as well<br />
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...for always being the snow cone maker<br />
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...for saying, "The bathroom looks great" when I clean it each week<br />
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...for taking the boys off on a hike the other day, as I always get more accomplished without the constant, "Mom, can you..."<br />
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...for most stress-relieving hugs on the planet<br />
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...for owning more books than I do (thus I don't have to feel guilty)<br />
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...for asking how my friends are doing, and really caring about the answers<br />
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...for making the bed a couple times this week<br />
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...for putting up with my goofy decorating ideas<br />
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...for always turning off the jazz when I get in the car with you<br />
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...for making me laugh so hard I sometimes nearly pee my pants (if I actually did pee my pants, I might not be thanking you though)<br />
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...for offering to clean the kitchen floor before the "door guy" comes<br />
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...for loving me just the way I am<br />
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That's just 20 of the things I have to thank you for this week. Multiply that times 52 weeks a year. Then multiply that times 20 years of marriage. That's a lot to be thankful for. <br />
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And I hope on those days when I forget to say "thank you" that you know I mean it anyway. That I'm thankful for every minute I spend with you. That I *know* how incredibly blessed I am to be spending my life with you. And that I hope this 20 years of marriage is just the beginning.<br />
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Happy Anniversary, Rich. I love you.<br />
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Oh, and that complete and total dork one...thanks again. That one means a lot. :DDebihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13999759633682551104noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891071830924139526.post-38968027170307124892010-08-02T14:29:00.002-04:002010-08-02T14:30:36.490-04:00a case of the crankysI have no good reason for being cranky. Oh, I have reasons--they're just not good ones. ;)<br />
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Mostly, I think it has to do with spending the last day and a half largely on the computer. And not doing the things I wanted to do, like reading blogs and returning emails. No, instead I spent the time uploading photos to Snapfish and sending off an order. It's been far too long since I've done it--as in almost exactly a year. This is unforgivable--one would think I'd have learned after our last computer crashed and I lost a year's worth of pictures. But no...laziness set in again. And I've been paying the price here the last two days. (Though this is a much better price than actually losing the pictures, of course!) Anyway, I finally got our order put together (managing to wittle it down to a mere 1,749 prints) and sent off. But now I sort of feel like turning off the computer for the next three days to recover. And I really might do that...so if I owe you an email, I apologize. <br />
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It also didn't help that I had to drive this morning. In the city. I hate driving. I hate driving in the city with a passion. But it was for a good reason. Gray started fencing camp today! And he was still excited enough about it that his anxiety was at manageable levels this morning. He was a tad shaky, but didn't ask once to stay home. While eating breakfast, I said, "I wonder how many kids will be there." He answered with, "I wonder how many of them will be bullies." :( But he went. And he was honestly braver about it all than I ever would have guessed. <br />
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I'm also really sick of this decluttering/super-cleaning/reorganizing project I set up for myself this summer. Really sick of it. But I refuse to give up, especially since I'm nearly halfway done. And because I so love being in the rooms I have managed to finish. Besides, <a href="http://www.dreamstuffbooks.com/blog">Chris</a> definitely deserves better for his vacation than to have to stay in a shithole. Though I know he would never complain. (But speaking of your visit Chris--Rich, Annie, Max, and I spent our entire lunch talking about it!!! I swear, I think we're all so excited we might just implode with impatience! The closer it gets, the harder the waiting becomes!!!)<br />
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Okay, I suppose that's enough complaining for one day, huh? Especially since every single thing I'm complaining about comes with a side that is infinitely brighter than the down side.Debihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13999759633682551104noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891071830924139526.post-71692754739117469072010-07-29T10:58:00.000-04:002010-07-29T10:58:30.746-04:00good stuff returns*Just 17 days and approximately 6 hours until I see one of the best friends I've ever had!!! :D<br />
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*Cleaning out my closet and finding a pair of shorts I forgot I had...and finding that they still fit.<br />
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*Finishing up another room (well, except for a couple of crafty-type projects that will take a while) in my big summer decluttering/supercleaning/reorganizing extravaganza.<br />
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*Having fun with the boys at the library. (Even though the book I wanted was apparently checked out since I checked the library website two days ago.)<br />
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*Being sucked into a book (in this case, <i>Unwind</i>).<br />
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*Knowing that when Rich gets home from work today, we've got a three day weekend together (even if we are going to spend the bulk of it working around the house). <br />
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*Our garden seems to be thriving and soon we'll be eating loads of tomatoes and cucumbers along with our green peppers and jalapenos and kohlrabi.<br />
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*Finding a particular little craft book that I thought I'd lost forever (this cleaning thing has its rewards). <br />
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I would so love to hear your good stuff!!! Care to share?Debihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13999759633682551104noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891071830924139526.post-34012822099788164212010-07-28T14:28:00.002-04:002010-07-28T14:30:42.670-04:00two for the price of oneOkay, that title doesn't really make sense. It's more of a "killing two birds with one stone" kind of thing, but I really despise that saying. So what the hell am I talking about anyway? Well, I've reached our bedroom in my major decluttering/super-cleaning/reorganizing-the-house mission for this summer. And obviously, these books sitting here by the computer must make their ways to their proper homes. So, I get my blame handed out, and I deal with a miniscule portion of the bedroom all at the same time. <br />
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Most of the books that have made their way into our home during the past few weeks are simply for school. The literature course Annie will be taking this coming year has a pretty extensive reading list...and I just decided to fill in all the gaps of the books we didn't already own right now, so I wouldn't have to worry about it later. What I could, I ordered from PaperbackSwap; what I couldn't I ordered used. Obviously, these have no blame attached:<br />
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<i>Tales of E.T.A. Hoffmann</i> edited and translated by Leonard J. Kent and Elizabeth C. Knight<br />
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YAY! A blame post done and a computer table cleared off.Debihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13999759633682551104noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891071830924139526.post-51111632473281345422010-07-27T11:31:00.000-04:002010-07-27T11:31:04.737-04:00if you had three wishes, what would they be?Now, I know your first inclination is going to be to list all kinds of ways for making the world a better place, bringing happiness to others, spreading justice and equality, etc. I know this because my friends are incredibly loving, giving people. But that's not what I'm talking about here. I want to hear your "selfish" wishes!<br />
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This line of thought started as I was on my hands and knees scrubbing the bathroom floor. Yet again. And I thought, "Oh Max, I so wish you'd work on your aim!" And as I continued scrubbing, I thought, "Yeah, and what I wouldn't give for beautiful new floors throughout this house." Greedy, I know. Then, as I was turning around, I smacked my head into the side of the door and thought, "And while I'm wishing here, could I just be a <i>little</i> less clumsy?!!" So yeah, there you have it--my three selfish wishes.<br />
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Note to self: Stop waiting so long between these posts, you idiot!Debihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13999759633682551104noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891071830924139526.post-9836624903112874412010-07-06T14:24:00.012-04:002010-07-06T15:37:34.491-04:00bullet point potpouri*Behind on everything. Again. Or perpetually. Emails. Blog-reading. Heck, I'm nearly a week late mailing a birthday present.<br />
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*Really need to do a blame game post. Need to move this stack of books out of here.<br />
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*No way I'm going to make <a href="http://fromthedepthsofchaos.blogspot.com/2010/06/time-to-get-down-to-business.html">my current household goals</a> by Sunday like I'd hoped. But progress is being made, so it's not all bad news.<br />
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*I am such a goshdarn wimp...I hate these 90 degree temps! As Rich proclaimed to the weather gods earlier, "We left the South for a reason, you know." <br />
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*Is it horrible that I'm so grateful that the family reunion is over for another year? Not that we didn't have a lot of fun, mixed in with the inevitable annoyances. ;)<br />
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*Our garden is finally starting to take off. :D We'll be harvesting the rest of the radishes in the next couple days. And eating lettuce on our sandwiches, too. And I don't think it will be long at all until we're munching on kohlrabi (one of my all-time favorite veggies!). We had an infestation of cabbage moth caterpillars munching on the kohlrabi leaves last week, but Rich picked them all off and moved them to the front yard. And Rich built some little supports for our beans to grow up this morning.<br />
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*The guys have been busy in the kitchen as of late...Max with his brownies, Gray with his blueberry smoothies, and Rich with his beer.<br />
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*Just a few more weeks of soccer. Not that I'm complaining, honest. I love going to their games...I just wish it didn't take up four nights a week.<br />
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*How on earth did I ever live without a bread machine for so long?!! Rich got me one last week, and I'm addicted! I just started a loaf of Italian Herb Bread...it's not even baking yet and it already smells incredible. (Bread machines, however, are not conducive to losing weight.)<br />
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*Our flower garden springs to life more and more each day it seems. I'm so in love with it, it even makes up for the rash I got on my arm weeding it this morning.<br />
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*When we out running errands yesterday, we hit one of the local thrift stores. Miss Annie made out like a bandit--a whole bunch of shirts/tanks, a few skirts, and her favorite thing of all...these boots! She's never really worn shoes with much of a heel before (these have about 3.5 inch ones), but I think halfway through the day here, she's finally got the hang of them. ;)<br />
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I also moved most of my bookish musing to <a href="http://adaytodayjourneythroughthepages.blogspot.com/">a different blog</a>. But it's not really reviews or anything. More just a personal journal of what I'm reading and my thoughts on it. I'm going to leave the blame game here for now though...simply because I'm too lazy to move it right now. I do have a pile of acquisitions sitting here, with a few points to dole out. Hopefully tomorrow. <br />
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I know...here I am, trying desperately to get more organized, and yet I seem more scatter-brained than ever. Maybe I should just accept that that's who I am, huh? <br />
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