Being the awesome and involved mother that I am, I went with Elphine on a little field trip on Wednesday to the SPCA in Ithaca. Wow. Talk about the hilton of SPCA’s….I don’t even know how to complete that sentence. Each dog has a private room and the cats have little sort of condos with gorgeous big windows and climbing structures. The animals receive up to date and thorough dental care–we watched a cat sleeping peacefully while having its teeth... Read more
My children seriously lost intelligence and knowledge over the weekend. After doing two quarters worth of math, reading, writing and a lot of other stuff, they apparently don’t know how to read or write or add or subtract or multiply or anything. Romulus, after knowing the letters ‘a’, ‘n’ and ‘d’ and having before put them together into a word, doesn’t know what ‘a’ says.“Does it say ‘t’?” he asked several times.Instead of screaming at everyone I took a long... Read more
I accidentally deleted another comment. I should probably be banned from blogging. Sorry Kat!My thumbs must be much fatter than they feel. I mean, they don’t look fat, but you’d be surprised how fat they become as they approach the screen of my awesome phone. SORRRYYYY!!!! Read more
So it seems we’re in store for a mini ice age. I can’t tell you want incredible disappointment this is to me.This, in particularly, sounds ghastly, Meanwhile, leading climate scientists yesterday told The Mail on Sunday that, after emitting unusually high levels of energy throughout the 20th Century, the sun is now heading towards a ‘grand minimum’ in its output, threatening cold summers, bitter winters and a shortening of the season available for growing food. I’ve never really understood the... Read more
MondayChild: “Wha’s for breakfast?”Matt: “Toast. Make yourself some toast.”Child, incredulously: e”Really. I can make toast?”Matt: “Yup. And you can make it for your brothers and sisters.”Child, disappointedly: “Oh, I have to make toast?”TuesdayChild: “What is this?”Me: “Delicious Oatmeal.”Child: “Is that what its called? Delicious Oatmeal?”Me: “That’s what its called.Child, dubiously, “Oh.”WednesdayChild: “We’re having bread for breakfast?”Me: “Yup.”Child: “What kind of bread?”Me: “Oatmeal Bread.”Other Child: “NO. Delicious Oatmeal Bread.”ThursdayMe to child trying to eat noodles out of the dustpan: “Yuck.”Child: “Huh?”Me:... Read more
This afternoon I inadvertently deleted a very nice comment from Jim B. I’m SO SORRY! Thank you for commenting! Please comment again and I’ll try to get it right! And also, someone mentioned that its horribly hard to comment on blogger. Does anyone have knowledge about how to make it easier? (she inquires of the interwebs) Read more
Congratulate me!I finished an actual book. Four years ago while I was in labor with Gladys, I started reading The Pickwick Papers and Last Night I finished it! I imagine everyone reading this will fall into one of two camps.Either you will think, ‘that’s amazing! What a huge book! How persistent she is! Would that I could also finish reading an actual book’or you will think, ‘are you kidding? FOUR years to read a book! I read 57 books in... Read more
Should I be thankful for the insanity of this current election cycle or start crying out to God for relief from all the suffering? Its kind of a toss-up this morning. I love politics so much. The debates are so dramatic, interesting and suspenseful. Its like a great and ridiculous novel unfolding morning by morning–poll numbers flinging themselves up and down, pundits screaming wildly into the radio and tv, twitter feeds twinkling across my phone and computer, candidates grinning grudgingly... Read more
We sang this this morning in our main service. And the words, which are well worth just praying on their own: 1. I greet Thee, who my sure Redeemer art,My only trust and Savior of my heart,Who pain didst undergo for my poor sake;I pray Thee from our hearts all cares to take. 2. Thou art the King of mercy and of grace,Reigning omnipotent in every place;So come, O King, and our whole being sway;Shine on us with the light... Read more
one Alouicious woke me up at 7:00 by shoving his writing book under my nose to find out what he should do. Yesterday, Elphine had all her work done by 1pm which caused, apparently, Alouicious nearly to cry with rage that she then had the day at her disposal and he had frittered the time away not accomplishing one thing. So now they are in a mad race to finish everything ahead of each other. And I say, ‘Praise the... Read more
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