Well, hello there. How have you been? I can't even begin to believe that Thanksgiving is this week and December next and soon it will be Christmas. Where the hell did this year get to? In the spirit of randomness.. I give you some things in no particular order.
1. I logged into my email tonight when I got home and discovered while I was gone my son invited me to be his friend on Facebook. Woah, hold on here.. since when did HE belong to Facebook? Instead of asking him, as he's gone to bed early.. I checked his page and turns out he just joined tonight. I'm not sure how I feel about that but I was amused to see his thing-a-ma-bob-updater says he was talking to his girl friend. Who is this young man that I hardly know anymore?
"I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be." ~ Douglas Adams
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Friday, November 14, 2008
One of Those Days
Yesterday wasn't that great of a day. There is a situation going on at school that is taxing my very being, I teetered on the brink of a migraine all day long, and to top it off I had to go to a National Jr. Honor Society Induction Ceremony. Typically you'd think I'd be happy to go to to such a an event. Proud of my son who, without much effort on his part, is an exceptional student worthy of such great honors. Typically you'd be right. Except for one tiny detail.
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Lest We Forget
In Flanders Fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
Between the crosses row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
Friday, November 07, 2008
Things You Never Knew You Needed, pt 1
So last year Carly did this thing on her blog where she posted finds from the mountain of catalouges that started showing up in her mail daily. I remember thinking, wow.. who gets that many catalouges? I realize now that I have no time to flip through them and they are piling up in my magazine/catalouge basket.. that I DO! So, in the spirit of not having anything worth blogging about.. I give you the first installment of things you never knew you needed. Today I received 3 catalouges in the mail. LLBean, Young Explorers and Bits and Pieces.
Tuesday, November 04, 2008
I'm Still Standing
I apologize for my lack of bloggy-ness as of late. It's been a vicious cycle of work, errands, running, chores, meetings, taxi-ing the kids around... lather, rinse, repeat. I really haven't had one thing work blogging about going on, until this weekend. This was a crazy busy weekend at my house. First we had my least favorite holiday on Friday. I think we had far more kids that normal trick-or-treating this year, and I didn't recognize about half of them. We had less teenagers and more really little kids, which was nice. My friend came over and we sat out on the step that leads to the porch and handed out candy and laughed and laughed and laughed. She stayed for dinner afterwards (I love my crockpot so much when the weather gets cold) and overall it was a nice night regardless.
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