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I am thinking…
I am thinking…
I am thankful…
that we made it back from Oklahoma even after having our tire disintegrate at 70 miles per hour in the fast lane.
I am pondering… Gray hair. There’s two ways to think of going gray. One is that it is part of the normal biology of a woman, along with aches and pains and growing more frail that makes her disappear into the background. or… There’s wearing that gray like a boss and standing out strong and fierce. My sister-in-law is a boss at that. She looks amazing with her gray. I have this fantasy that I do too – and then mother’s day kind of makes me think I’ve faded more into the wallpaper than I had imagined. And then I think about my mom. When she finally let her hair go all white it was beautiful. And though she was not boisterous by any means, she was a force to be reckoned with. I’m going to have to think about how she did that. I miss her. Very. much.
One of my Favorite Things…
I have been a soccer mom for 26 years. I started when my oldest was 4 years old. In that time I have never, ever seen one of my kids kick a goal. They have of course, but I never got to witness it.
The very first time one of my kids kicked a goal, my oldest was in 2nd grade. For some reason instead of going to his game, I decided to help one of my clients move her medical office to a new space. He kicked his first ever goal. And 12 years later my client let me go… so that was a dumb choice.
One time I remember getting my second son to his game late. I pulled up to the field in my van, let him out. He proceeded to run to the field, got the ball and scored immediately. I missed it, because I was parking the van.
Then with the Saturday Soccer League and having multiple kids on multiple fields, I never managed to be at the right place at the right time to see one of my kids score.
Until Saturday, when Rosie kicked the winning goal of a shoot off during the play offs.
In the kitchen…
I think hamburgers. I’d like to grill them but it rains all. the. time. so probably just fix them on the grill.
I am wearing… My workout clothes
I am going…
To try to get 6 or 7 miles in on the elliptical at least four days this week.
Working on the “lose the mummy tummy” goal. I’ll be documenting that more in a special e-mail list. If you’d like to follow the ups and downs of that, click here.
More flute practice this week to prepare for my nephew’s wedding and some memorial services.
Starting to plan for next year’s homeschool.
Give Rosie the standardized test probably today.
Plan Miss C’s first grade year – I have the official okay from her mama that I will be teaching her next year.
From the Learning Rooms…
Maryrose:
Finished her Tolkien writing class and got an A on her weekly work and an A on her final paper, as well as her presentation.
And then she helped me make this cute craft so that I could use it with Miss C. for Caps for Sale!
A Photo to share
A quote to share…
From my late teens onward, the relationship between my mother and me improved steadily. As the years progressed, I enjoyed her more and, yes, loved her more. Unless either an adult child or a parent has serious psychological issues, I am convinced that what I experienced is quite common. There is an enormous amount of luck — good and bad — in life; and one of the greatest pieces of good luck for a parent (and child, for that matter) is for parents and children to have the time to work things out.
Dennis Prager on the death of his mother 2009.
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