Which it really is, a hot, hazy, cloud laden morning. Can't tell you how delighted I am about the weather. The heat and humidity together are a satisfaction not only to the body but to the soul. Wish I was less fussy about the weather. Wish I was a person who didn't think about the weather All the time. Wish confining my remarks to the weather was the intended social escape instead of the emotional laden trauma they actually are... Read more
One We've come tragically to the end of our real holiday. My parents have been here for the last many days which has extended the holiday atmosphere, the sense of 'oh I won't do that now, I'll do that later' and 'oh we might as well watch all six episodes of Pride wnd Pejudice' and 'oh no, it's eight o'clock and we're hungry, let's have a complicated chocolate mousse pudding something or other' and 'oh no, we can't find the... Read more
We had a really good time away. We payed our usual homage to the Alamo. We went to the beach in Corpus a couple of times. We swam every day in a serene and beautiful pool. I read an entire novel and looked fondly at the enormous pile of improving books I lugged all the way down there, hoping to read them, being really afraid that I wouldn't have enough to read, knowing in my heart that if I read... Read more
A hearty good morning to you all. Here we are back in Bing, piled high with the chaos of suddenly being back with all our toys after such a long absence, being picked at by a mother (me) who wants everybody to clean up but also wants everybody to leave her alone so she can just. finish. writing. Which I did, yesterday. And then fell asleep and slept the sleep of the relieved, and then got up and wandered around... Read more
The time has come, the walrus said, to just stop fussing around and just write the book. I've been dithering around, flitting here and there, enjoying myself, sleeping late, eating too much, talking of many things. And writing. I have been writing. And that being the case, I am awfully awfully close to reaching the end of this little project. Well, not the end, the bit where you announce that you've written it and breathe a sigh of relief before... Read more
One I tried as best as I could to stay away from the puzzle, but in the end I succumbed, and so of course there is one single piece missing. I am hoping it will bother Elphine and she will look for it but it's not looking bright. She seems not to be troubled at all. Two The children have been so trained to do angry blog pictures that they are unable to smile nicely for my phone. On the... Read more
Ah, the gentle early morning sound of children arguing. It's like a brisk cup of coffee to launch you into the new day. We've all woken up a few minutes later than yesterday and some of us, not me, are chattering along with lots to say. Having taken my own internal and emotional temperature (lying there inquiring of myself, How Am I Really) I am happy to report that I'm feeling seismically better. I even feel like standing on my... Read more
Another bright cheerful hot morning after so much rain. More rain is probably coming, but in between, these humid hot bright moments make me remember that there is a God. Yesterday we spent a long long time in the pool, me trying to replenish my tragic loss of vitamin D without swallowing the whole bottle sitting on my counter, and the children trying to eek out every moment of happiness. I eased into the too cold water for a bit... Read more
We all didn't wake up until 8. Every day a little later. Except Matt, of course. So I'm probably wrecking everybody's life by not leaping up and doing whatever fun thing is promised for today. However, I did, for my own self, want to remark that the entire nature and meaning of my life has changed in the last week, most strangely, by the presence and muscle of Elphine. I guess this is as it should be. She is going... Read more
Well, thank goodness Father's Day is over and we don't need to worry about all those dads any more. One day is surely enough. Now we can all return to our own individual focuses and pursuits. “What about children's day?” Elphine asked, in the most cliche way possible. And immediately, in unison, both of voice and spirit, several adults gave the usual full throated reply, “every day is children's day.” And that really is the truth, tragically. Every day is... Read more
Preventing Grace
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