FOR TODAY May 25, 2009
Outside My Window... My "dogwood cloud" is still going strong, and tossing in the breeze today, which is chilly. The boys are out in the yard with Jonathan, a friend and neighbor. Laundry flaps on the line, and the flag on the pole in front of the porch.
I am thinking... how strange it seems to be writing this when it's not a school day! Today doesn't feel like a Monday. Also, being Memorial Day, I am thinking of the book we've been reading, " A Fighter Pilot In Buchenwald".
I am thankful for... all the new trim in my office, the bathrooms, and our (master) bedroom. It looks SO much nicer than it used to! Of course, now it needs to be painted... *sigh*
From the learning rooms... everything is ready for tomorrow, but no school work today :0)
From the kitchen... leftovers, warming in the microwave for Kerry. BBQ for dinner tonight (who would've seen that coming?!)
I am wearing... capri pants, a tank-top, and an aloha shirt. Apparently when I dressed this morning I was overly optimistic, now I'm just cold. (Humming to myself, "going where the weather suits my clothes...".)
I am creating... plans for summer "projects", because that doesn't sound at all like "school."
I am going... round in circles? I'm anxious to be planning out our next school year, but need to buckle down and finish this one. I'm worse than the boys.
I am reading... still reading the same with the boys (mentioned above), also just finished a very quick read, "Rosie Dunne" by Cecelia Ahern. (Also read her "If You Could See Me Now", previously.) Guilty pleasures :0)
I am hoping... to be shocked and surprised by my sudden ability to complete all the projects I'm dreaming up, rather than the usual tenth of them. It's pathetic, really.
I am hearing... Wyatt, practicing piano, with intermittent bouts of whining and complaining. Apparently I have not only ruined his day, but his entire life, with my unreasonable expectation that he tear himself away from Dino-opolis for 30 minutes.
Adolescence has descended upon us.
Around the house... I mentioned last week that we had a contractor here working. (You do want to think carefully when you hire a contractor, because you're going to be spending a lot of time together. Good thing we chose well, as Rod has become a family memeber...) We did our Big Remodel in 2005 and 2006, and it is still going on. That, BTW, is no bad reflection on our contractor, but the state of our finances.
He has finished the most recent project and I am now working my way through the house, wiping up sheet-rock dust, which has an amazing ability to get everywhere. (Reminds me of a certain high school prank involving someone's locker and those teeny tiny styrofoam balls that bean-bag chairs are filled with. You'd probably be shocked at how far and how quickly those will spread with nothing but a little static electricity. Not that I'd know anything about that... ahem... but that's what I'm told.)
One of my favorite things... tight vocal harmonies, like Gene Puerling's "A Nightingale Sang in Berkely Square."
A Few Plans For The Rest Of The Week: nose to the grindstone. Finish math with Wyatt and Tate. Schedule testing. Clean. Sort. Wash. Repeat.
Here is picture thought I am sharing...
The boys' Junior Ski to Sea Team