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.
instagram: more stuff
Despite my need to keep our belongings down to a manageable volume, Chloe seems to come home with new stuff every day. I really don’t mind her acquiring things like this that engage her mind or let her be creative, I just don’t enjoy picking up all the pieces …
downsizing never ends
Last year, we moved from a great big house to a tiny (for Atlanta) apartment. In the process, we got rid of half or more of our stuff. And it felt GREAT! Somehow, I had assumed that by getting rid of all that stuff, I’d no longer have to spend hours cleaning up after people,
instagram: ollivander
I took Chloe to the violin store today to ask about getting a shoulder rest and to see if maybe she needed to move up a size. While the owner kept pulling out different violins and asking Chloe to test them out, I had a deja vu type feeling. I then realized that I was
photo friday: tybee island beach
For Chloe’s September break from school, I managed to take two long weekends. For the first long weekend, we headed off to Orlando to visit Legoland and Harry Potter World. But for the second weekend, we got to visit a place that I’ve been wanting to visit for a long time…. Tybee Island! I reseved
instagram: sweet
Not only was the free hot chocolate on the square oh so sweet, the announcement that followed the mayor’s speech pictured here was pretty sweet too. (Big Community Announcement: Decatur Education Foundation Receives Record-Setting $500,000 Gift)
graduated from the police academy
Yup. Tonight I graduated from the police academy. We were “Class 20” to have completed the Decatur Police Department’s “Citizens’ Police Academy”. Other than having always been a closet “siren chaser”, I’m not sure why I enjoy the “public safety” kick that I’ve been on so much. As far as I can tell, it comes
instagram: crazy girl
Chloe is still in a bit of pain throughout the day, especially when she has to walk longer distances, like from the car to the condo. But she is perky enough to be her crazy self… I just hope she can start riding the bus again. Mom’s Taxi is getting quite a workout this week.
all’s quiet
That’s something I can rarely ever write. As I mentioned, Camille and I tend to be homebodies. From the time Camille was born up until last October, it was rare that I had any time during the weekday that I was home alone. On the weekends or the evenings, Rob sometimes takes the girls out
instagram: georgia voter
Chloe had the day off from school and joined me when I went to vote. Having heard the news, she was worried we’d be waiting in long lines. Her fears were for naught; no lines whatsoever. We were in and out very quickly!
homebodies ‘r’ us
I work from home. Thus, I’m home day in and day out. When I do get out of the house, it is to go to appointments, run errands and be “mom’s taxi”, things that I don’t enjoy very much overall. I have come to equate leaving the comfort of home with desperately trying to get
instagram: latest project
I take photos, lots of photos. But ever since I stopped scrapbooking, I have not made any photo albums. I’m slowly working to rectify that. I’ve created three photo albums using Shutterfly, and I’ve already started on my fourth. While the last thing I need is to add another project, I’m really enjoying creating these
hindsight is 20/20 or at least when corrected
As I face my plethora of ridiculous anxieties, I put myself in the place of my friends who are faced with issues that overshadow mine by leaps and bounds. I can DO that. I can this simpler thing. I *hate* any medical appointment, Yet today, after a year and a half, I managed to get
instagram: gazoo
My Gazoo girl loves to cuddle on top of me, even when I’m not really ready to have a kitty blanket.
GBK Gwyneth
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