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    Project We: Smile (a poem by Sam)

    This week’s “Project We” theme is “smile”.  My initial post has been rescheduled for a later date, the reasons for which will become obvious then (oooh, the suspense is killing you, I know). I’m working on something else in the meantime (which will be more lighthearted). Sam thought long and hard about the theme, and asked if he could write a poem instead of drawing a picture. This is his “Smiles Poem”: Not bad for a first grader, all on his own!!!  (Oh, yes, the spelling….the emphasis right now is to get them to write much and often. The spelling WILL come along, and they do work on spelling. He’s…

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    Sweet Relief

    Falling under the categories of “Too Much Information” and “I can’t believe I’m sharing this”…. *** It was a routine OB/Gyn appointment, when my doc noticed a tiny cyst where one shouldn’t be. “We’ll just do a biopsy of it to be sure it’s nothing – I’m sure it is nothing.” (Why do they always talk in the plural? It’s not as if I’m holding the knife for him…) About a week later, on my birthday, my cell phone rang. It was my doctor. “How’s your day going today?”, he asked. “Great, it’s my birthday today”, I replied. “Oh, um, well, I’ll just call you back tomorrow then.” Note to…

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    Exercise much?

    With the intent of warding off another early-morning meltdown, I warned Pea at bedtime that I might get up early to exercise and so I wouldn’t be in MY bed if she came looking for me for a morning snuggle. (She typically crawls into our bed at early o’clock, fights for space, then tosses and turns until we get up.) She thinks about it for a moment and replies “Ok.” Then, “Can I watch you exercise this week? I haven’t exercised in about a week. After I exercise, I stretch and cool down.” She says this all matter-of-factly. I fought back a snort. Finally, trying not to laugh, I inquire…

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    Talking to Dogs

    In her book “Watching the English”, Kate Fox has a chapter titled “Rules of Play”. It addresses such mundane things such as “reading rules”, or “Shopping rules”; it also includes a section on “Petiquette”. This section notes “The average Englishman will assiduously avoid social interaction with his fellow humans*….he will have no difficulty at all, however, in engaging in lively, amicable conversation with a dog. Even a strange dog, to whom he has not been introduced.” I thought, really, that this was all written to be a bit tongue in cheek. Until this weekend. Macy and I were out for a long walk, and we ventured into town. Passing numerous…

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    Nearly there

    If you’re walking by my house and see a naked tree in the window, please don’t mock me. Yes, I realize it is January 8. This part is sad, messy, and not-surprisingly, not so much fun.  It’s as if, instead of putting on Bing Crosby’s “White Christmas”, I should be listening to “Mad World” by Gary Jules or something equally depressing. Instead, I distracted myself by watching Sandra Bullock in  “All About Steve“, which was merely annoying instead. Anywho… I’m very nearly done. I did what I could tonight. Once THE TREE IS OUT OF THE WINDOW (hint hint) I can hoover up all those needles (for the next 7…

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    Now, where was I?

    I’m sure there are times when my husband wonders what I do around the house all day. Some days, I do too. Oh, its not that I’m daydreaming. Or sitting on the couch blogging watching You Tube editing photos in Picnik eating bon-bons all day. No, I have a different problem. I am easily distracted. Like yesterday….. Tired of the clutter in my house that accumulated over the holidays, I set about trying to restore some order. Which eventually led me to my living room. Where my Christmas decorations and tree still stand. (Hangs head in shame.)  Taking on the tree was too overwhelming, so I decided to attack all…

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    Fill in the Blank Friday: Summer vs Winter

    Since I was brusquely woken up this morning by an agitated husband, whose car was stuck in the freshly fallen snow down the road, today’s blanks are ironically appropriate. Like Lauren over at the little things we do, I hate the cold. H. A. T. E.  The.  Cold. Anyway, enough about me. And more about me….it’s time for another edition of “fill in the blank” Friday! {photo via we heart it} 1. Winter is long and cold and wet and dark and cold. Yes, I said cold twice. And here in the UK, you can add rainy to that mix, too. Thank goodness for Christmas, fireplaces, my grandmother’s cozy afghans…

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    Enough Dreaming, Start Doing

    “If you want to make your dreams come true, the first thing you have to do is wake up.” ~J.M. Power I am a dreamer. I have big ideas. Lots of them. The world inside my head is happy, fulfilling, one where I’m creative, daring….and successful. What I lack, however, is follow through. And perhaps a bit of confidence. Fear of failure is a horrible, powerful thing. When I read this quote – one of today’s Writers Workshop prompts – it hit a nerve. An uncomfortable one. How many projects have I undertaken, with big plans, only to have them fall by the wayside? One only needs to look in…

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    Stop Me If You’ve Heard This One Before

    This morning, as Pea was getting ready, I found her in the throes of  yet another struggle with tights. It’s always something: the choice of color, the pattern and inevitably, how they don’t “fit right”. She fussed with them, and she said “Mommy I don’t like these tights. They don’t feel right.” Her whining became louder. “Mommy, Mommy, these tights are just a problem!!” I replied,  “Pea, I don’t think it is the tights that are the problem….” when she interrupted me with a shriek, screaming: “I am NOT the PROBLEM!!!!” Something tells me that we’ve had this conversation before.