I’m finding myself so interested in life these days. It’s weird. That sounds like a weird sentence in itself. Bear with me. After reading Be Your Future Self Now and starting an independent study of the book of John, I have so much more enthusiasm for the future. Not that I know what the future…
I sense a theme coming on with these weekly rambles. I’m exhausted by the time I get to the end of the week. Every week. In past seasons that would be cause for alarm. Like… “What’s wrong with me?!” However, I’m learning new and better ways and it’s kinda exciting. My therapist suggests that I…
Whew. It’s been a week. The first week of school has always been wild, but throw in a wannabe hurricane and well, I used a fair bit of emotional energy these last seven days. As you know by now, the hype of the hurricane was a little too much. I wasn’t worried about our safety,…
I don’t have too many summer vacations left. No, I’m not dying. My kids are growing up! FishChick16 is a senior this year; her younger sister a sophomore. I guess there are two more summer vacations in my future, at least in the school years under my watch. It’s been a long ride homeschooling. Next…
Whoever said life gets easier with older kids was wrong. It gets better, richer, and more amazing as you get to know your kids and the young adults they become. But, it doesn’t get “easier”, at least not in terms of time constraints and responsibilities. Sure, I no longer change diapers or prepare every bite…
Oy. It’s been a week. I’m not sure why I’m tired… I’m getting lots of sleep. We act like old people already, going to bed around 8 most nights. This is because Fish’s alarm goes off at 4:30 and my Fitbit (set for 5, but with “smart wake”) goes off at 4:39 pretty regularly in…
The weekly ramble: where I blog like it’s 2004. This morning the girls and I attended a Mother-Daughter Tea at a local restaurant. I told them about it last night so that they would have the fun of planning and anticipation without the impatience that comes when you have to wait too long for something….
The weekly ramble: where I blog like it’s 2004. All week long I’ve thought of the different things I would tell you in my weekly ramble. Now while I sit here with fingers to keyboard, all those funny and brilliant things have flown out the window. I look over my instagram of the last week…
The weekly ramble: where I blog like it’s 2004. Oh my. At this time last week, a little virus had snuck in the back door. One child vomited all day Friday; another had a sore throat and headache. And that was it. Or so we thought. We breezed through Sunday and Monday thinking we had dodged…
The weekly ramble, where I blog like it’s 2004. Our trip to Santa Barbara earlier in the week couldn’t have been better. We had practically perfect weather — during the day. Nights and mornings I froze my tail off, so you hardy-wintry folk know that there was a slight nip in the air. While we…