Tidbits from a Wednesday

- When adding spaghetti to the boiling water, and it wouldn't go down, I made the incredibly stupid mistake of using my fingers to push it into the water.

- Favorite snap shot from today - Emma and Gabe playing "shipwreck" and "abandon ship", by jumping off the weight bench.  Emma's attire of choice?  A winter hat, white gloves, and her sister's flip flops.  Not one thing else.  After all, one wouldn't want to get their panties wet in a shipwreck, now would one?

- After five weeks of progress in therapy, Riley was NOT a happy camper today.  We began the therapeutic listening program.  She balked big time. 

- I've lost my second therapy brush.

- Someone who I admire greatly paid me a big compliment today, in a marathon - for us, anyway - conversation.  I got off the phone with a big grin on my face, and much to think about.

- 39 days until school starts. 

- I'm about to start a new project, and I'm terrified.  I don't think I can do it, and I'm so scared that I'll fall flat on my face and embarrass myself.

- I noticed that Allegra is developing a shape, and the thought scares me.

- One of my favorite priests, 90 years old, died while concelebrating Mass on Monday.  It was the perfect way for him to go, and he was doing poorly healthwise.  I used to ask him to pray for me, and he always said he would if I'd pray for him.  He really liked my husband. 

- Why is it when I'm friends with someone, and they don't email or call for a while, I can't help but feel as if I've done something wrong?  Must it always be about me?

- When dropping Nikolas off for his summer class, to brush up on English skills, I was called in to the Vice Principal's office. My son said, "Ooh, Mom, you're in trouble!" I brushed him off, but I was still nervous.  It turned out to be nothing, but my stomach took a while to settle anyway.

- Riley has backtracked a bit on sleep, but brought up a new word.  Insurance has still not paid, the appeal should come through by the end of the month.  They have requested the therapy reports, to ascertain if the therapy is helping or not.  Keep all your bendy parts crossed for us, 'kay??

- WHY does the laundry never end??

Comments

[Theresa]

Holy cow! That was a mouthful of stuff going on! How's about a hug?

[Jenny]

You know what? You CAN do it. Put the terror aside, and assume you will succeed. It may not end up perfect, but no effort you make will be embarrassing. I promise.

[Ginger]

Hey girl -- even if I don't e-mail for a LOOOOOOOONG time, still know I love you, mmmmkay?

Thinking of ALL of your gang!

xo Ging

[m`lynn]

Don't be scared by your kids growing up, especially your daughters. I like to think of it as similar to a pride of lions . . . it is, after all, the women in families that hold everything together, just as lionesses form the core of the pride. My Elsa is growing up from her "cub" stage to the young lioness stage, but she's still clumsy and uneducated and she still needs me to be there for her. Three generations of lionesses can live together happily in a pride without competitiveness-- the least we can do, as humans, is to try to do the same.

And anyway, it means that she'll be better able to fit into totally cute dresses and outfits (that are still completely modest, of course). Prom dress shopping, anyone? It's like Barbies, except bigger!

[dlynne]

Michelle sent me - Enjoyed your site! Have a great weekend!

[PureMood]

Hello, Michele sent me. I love the truck in Nikolas' photo album on the side bar.. that's super cool.

Saw your school count down, I only have one in school but I can't wait till it's back in! :)

[Lisa C]

Summer's half over and was going okay until last week when the fighting got real bad. The oldest even fought much of the time when I took them to a waterpark.

I made the incredibly stupid mistake when making pesto of using my finger to push down some basil that wasn't getting ground up in the blender. It took over a year before my finger felt normal all the time. I only have a tiny scar now.

[lucy]

Because it IS all about you, dahlink. ;-)