instagram: apple picking
We headed to Mercier Orchards today to pick up some apples …
what’s for dinner?
I’ve never been shy about it. I don’t enjoy the food part of Thanksgiving very much. I don’t like the traditional foods – I don’t eat turkey. Cranberry sauce is not a “fruit” that I care to eat. Stuffing, even if vegetarian, is something I just don’t like. I eat the mashed potatoes and not
instagram: working
This afternoon the girls sat down to study some math. Camille worked on proofs for geometry; Chloe worked on crunching census numbers….
thought it would get easier
When I decided to participate NaBloPoMo this month, I had great hopes for my blog. I decided that like with many other things, if I made myself sit down and add something to my little blog everyday that with practice it would get easier. Unfortunately, I don’t seem to have hit my stride yet. And
instagram: my girls
My girls. They annoy each other. So different. But they are sisters and take care of each other. Such is family.
nostalgic projects
Lately, I’ve been working on projects that have brought on a bout of nostalgia. I’m creating photo album after album via Shutterfly. I’ve decided that with all these photos that I take, it is time to make some nice albums! So far, I’ve made three Out West: Summer 2011, Butera Family:2011 and Turkey: Summer 2010.
instagram: jumpy pillow
The corn maze advertised a “Jumping pillow”. Would the pillow jump in front of our eyes? Alas, no. But it was great for the girls to jump on … Chloe the gymnast had a blast flipping and jumping and being Chloe….
principled is she
I admit, I haven’t looked into what IB (International Baccalaureate) means in terms of schooling despite the fact that Chloe’s school is an IB School. I have a vague notion that it is generally a good thing overall, but that also makes us go praise our kids more than I feel is necessary. This week,
instagram: dishwasher love
Gazoo loves her dishwasher … the steam vent, the heat of the counter, the noise or some combination? No idea. But if it is running, she’s right there.
photo friday: tybee island light station
While we were Tybee Island back in September, our campground was just up the street from the Tybee Island Light Station and Museum. On Saturday morning, we walked over to explore. Unfortunately, when we got there, we were informed that no bags are allowed in. Not wanting to walk all the way back to the
instagram: lost toy
As I rode the elevator this evening, I noticed this lost toy. Poor baby is sure to be missing it. It was gone when I got back home, so I’m hoping that the right puppy got it back!
sorting and packing
This evening I spent a couple hours sorting and packing. Thankfully, not more downsizing work… Down at the fire station, my Fire CAPS friends and I were greeted with lawn bags filled with food donations from the Decatur schools. Our job was to sort out the “bad stuff” and box up all the good stuff.
instagram: sunrise in decatur
There was a lovely pink sky at sunrise this morning. While I’m not thrilled with getting up at 5:30 and having to get Chloe up and fed and ready for school, I do enjoy seeing the sky move from dark to light.
literary cafe
I will readily (probably too readily) admit it — I’m not thrilled that Chloe is in school. I miss our days of traveling and exploring together. I miss our homeschool schedule. I’m trying to make the most of it, of course, but I don’t like it. However, despite the issues she’s had at school, Chloe
instagram: new ornament
Yesterday when we walked up to Little Shop of Stories to pick out a book for our Season of Giving person, I also bought this lovely Decatur ornament for our tree…
autumn is finally here
The days are cooler. The trees are bright and colorful. I’m ready to make soups and teas and curl up under a blanket with a good book. And to possibly take up knitting once again. But it is too late for autumn. Thanksgiving is a week away. And thus the Christmas rush will be upon
instagram: decatur
The girls and I walked over to Little Shop of Stories tonight to pick out a book for our Season of Giving recipient. It is always such a joy to visit Little Shop, and we appreciate all the great things they do for our community.
and so it begins …
Last week I called the high school to set up a counseling appointment for us to begin the process of transitioning Camille from homeschool to school. While I’m not 100% sure she’ll be headed to Decatur High School in August, we’re very seriously considering it. My thought was that if we could talk to someone
instagram: game night
Chloe loves games. Rob likes playing games. I sure wish I enjoyed games more … it seems like fun, but I rarely enjoy playing them.
it’s the south, but it’s home
Today as the girls and I drove around here and there running errands, I was reminded once again that even though I still do not consider “the ATL” to be my home, “Atlanta” very much is our home. We moved to Georgia when Camille was only a few months old, and Chloe was born here.
GBK Gwyneth