After promising myself that I’d post more, I proceeded to write two essays that I can’t publish here and then picked up a day job for several weeks (and NO – I can’t just write at night – that’s when Chris is around and he doesn’t like being ignored)…SO instead, here’s a short Facebook roundup for November. (What is this? All answers are HERE.)
Halloween candy. It’s what’s for breakfast.
Me: Hi Oliver! Do you want a little ice cream?
Oliver: No. I want a lot of ice cream.
He is so my son…
Eleanor: You know what I want to do all day?
Eleanor: Kit Kats.
Walking around Target today, I got my first blast of holiday aisle fever. Though the season won’t be in full swing for me until I purchase yet another holiday CD I don’t need.
The hubris of pre-ordering school portraits… He’s a Monchhichi! Note to self: no more summer buzz cuts after July 1…
Question: Where was Alice BEFORE she heard me coming up the stairs?
Three months after our Outer Banks vacation, I’ve come to the alarming realization that the hermit crabs may never die…
Worked on a spelling list with George tonight. He had to use each word in a sentence – so first, we discussed what each word meant. “Blemish” was confusing for him. I finally explained that one definition for blemish is “pimple.” Here is the sentence he wrote:
“Mom has a blemish on her face.”
Can’t wait for his memoir…
Dear Gray Hair,
The Woman with Really Good Tweezers
“Pretend fire right? Not real fire…”
A legitimate clarification in my house.
So I just got in my car (which I must have left unlocked – shame on me!) after a quick grocery store run and found a King “NJOY” premium electronic cigarette on my seat. Looks like someone has a secret admirer…
Oliver’s OT sent me the best e-mail last week about his practice writing. She said, “we were talking about Thanksgiving and I asked him if he would like to make a turkey or write about his Thanksgiving, he chose write and what you see is my writing at the top which is 100% his words with me scribing.” Writing may not come easily to him but I value his kind heart more than good penmanship. I love my little cheese eater! Happy Thanksgiving!
And just when I thought my dork factor couldn’t get any higher… At the advanced age of 42, I discovered that I like puzzles.
And now onto my most favorite of commercial seasons…bring on the Christmas!