Showing posts from July, 2009

Weary, Teary and Bleary.

These are three words I would use to describe myself.

Weary. Well, what mother isn't tired. But it feels more than just tired. It feels more like burdened. Burdens dragging like heavy weights on my shoulders. The burden of Michael going into the hospital... yes, I think he is going to CHKD for the dyysphagia clinic (4-6 weeks). The burden of getting the kids school stuff situated. We're trying to get Samuel into the appropriate school (more hoop jumping-applications, forms, transferred records, etc.) and find a pre-school for Libby. I need to get dental work done and Mike and I both should see an optometrist. And there are many administrative calls that need to be made. And there are many e-mails to respond to. Mike's been working like crazy lately. Which is good. It's just been exhausting not having him around most nights. Having the kids for days and nights has been intense. He's working for my dad for the next 3 days. He just finished his "crunch…

A taste of summer.

The butter is dripping off my chin. I'm nibbling on corn on the cob and thought this was the perfect time to post. I haven't posted in what feels like years although it's been a few weeks. Internet down off and on and traveling. We went to Charlotte to return our dear friend Alexis and stayed for a few days with one of my dearest friends, the Williams family. It was wonderful and relaxing and fun... the kids really did great. I read an entire Alexander McCall Smith book while there... borrowing it from Laura to read. The kids were amazing on the way down and back up. Almost miraculous. We enjoyed the pool and playing and eating... and just being together.

But the butter is still there and I'm licking the salt off my fingers so I can type. So you're thinking, "What made you want to write???" It was that I almost put salt on the stick of butter instead of the cob. Ha. Yes, I am tired. And that's what motivated me. I wanted you all to know I…