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Unexpected Tears
Aug 11, 2008 Categorized: Life with Kids
I had planned to get to work as soon as putting the kids to bed tonight. Instead, I am sitting here in a pool of tears at the thought of my first-born son going off to kindergarten Wednesday. We met his teacher today, and she seems really nice and well-organized. I had a pretty good feeling about his school, and I think he is really excited about it. I’ve so loved having him at home this summer since preschool let out, and I’ve sort of dreaded this moment in time. I thought I was handling everything like a big girl, until I popped in his preschool classroom today to say hi on my way to Hunter’s 3-year-old preschool orientation. Just the sight of his little preschool room turned me into a fountain of tears I didn’t know I had.
Where Everybody Knows My Name
Aug 01, 2008 Categorized: Musings
I don’t have much good to say about living in a small town. Especially after spending two weeks of July in three different metropolitan cities in the Southeast. And I always try to hold to the adage that if you don’t have anything good to say, you shouldn’t say anything at all. And that, my friends, is one of the reasons I haven’t blogged in over a month. But despite my discontentment with things like a brand-new Starbucks planning to close its doors, nowhere to buy a swimsuit for small children, and driving over two hours just to see a medical specialist, there is still one thing I love about a small town--the people.
Me and My Sewing Machine
Jun 22, 2008 Categorized: Igununce
When I first started sewing, oh, about 3 or 4 projects ago, my sewing machine and I had to get a few things worked out. First of all, it’s actually Bill’s sewing machine. It’s some foreign job called a Bernina. He says it’s really high end and is “top-of-the-line”, but I wasn’t so sure at first. It sure did have a way of matting up my threads.
