what’s next?
Taking Camille on tours of campus has me considering “What comes next?” For now, I am happy in my job, but I fear the day may come that my job may disappear or the demands will be ones that I don’t care to accept any more. Then what? What can I do? What would I
but I also live in a big city.
While I love living in a small town (today I pulled up next to a friend at a red light and rolled down my window to wish her a happy birthday — small town), but I also live in a big city. This was not the big city I dreamed of living in. Growing up
to thine ownself be true.
Rings. I like the idea of rings. My wedding ring has been a tight squeeze to get over my knuckle since I was pregnant, so I’ve been going without rings for years now. But last year while we were in Galway, I let the girls pick out Claddagh rings. And I found a thumb ring
summer travels.
Summer. The time for our big family trips. We’ve made some memories on our travels – camping in Evie on the Out West trip. Living in Galway for three weeks on the Irish summer. Turkey, Japan, St. John, Cape Cod, and more. Unless by some miracle the stars align next summer and we finally get
summer projects.
Each year when summer approaches, I put together a list of all the projects I want to accomplish while school is out and activities are slower. And I always over-estimate the time that we will have to accomplish it all. “I’m not really traveling this summer; I’ll have lots of time!” While the house is
the sound of silence
As I planned my trip to France, I started to think about things to do while I was in the area around Nice. I’ve been to most of the touristy places in the area and wanted to do something different. On the same day, I came across the Lerins Islands and a friend recommended them
somewhere that feels like “home”
As I stepped into the hotel breakfast Saturday morning, I knew I was home. Not my real home of course, but a place that was absolutely familiar to me. A place I love and I miss. France. Having traveled to France more than a dozen times now, I still very much don’t belong here. I
difficult days.
The condo is organized. The car is clean. The dog is groomed. The family to-do list is created. The schedule is up-to-date. The inbox is at zero. And yet I still have difficult, dark days. I was sure that once I got this organized that it would be easier. To be honest, it is easier,
significance of dreams
Lately, I have been dreaming a lot at night. A lot. Often, I wake up feeling not at all rested due to my dreams. I have the feeling that I need to start a dream diary, but my mornings are so rushed, I’m not sure that I would keep it up for very long. I
judging.
We all do it, don’t we? You see someone do something that goes against your *style* or convictions and you judge. I do it far too often. I try to stop myself every time. That person has a reason for doing what they do. Call me naive. I don’t mind. I know I am, and
misc thoughts on back-to-school
Last year, the girls when the girls headed “back-to-school” it was actually Camille’s first time ever going to school, so not really “back” for her. I have dreams of getting “so much done” now that school is back in session. Of course, I had dreams of getting “so much done” once school was out for
rough re-entry
We’ve been home for over a week now. I should have been fully caught up and back in the swing of things days ago. But I’m still struggling. Last week, I took naps. Many, looong naps. I just couldn’t move. It was like I had the flu again, but without the fever. The combination of
new car!
Back in the summer when Chloe was born (2002), my five year old Passat was suffering from issues that had us at the repair shop weekly. The troubles were somewhere in the electrical system, and no amount of diagnosing helped. The AC would only work at traffic lights. The battery would be dead for no
city adventures: flat tire
One of my fears in all the years I’ve traveled with my kids is getting stuck in a situation where I have no control and fear for our safety. Unless absolutely necessary, I don’t ride in taxis. I plan ahead. I have backup plans. On many a long roadtrip on desolate stretches, I’ve feared for
camping: me and my puppy
A couple weekends ago, I did something that I’ve never done before. I packed up Evie with me and Phelix, and we went off on our own little adventure. For years, my adventures almost always included the girls. I’ve gone on a couple of trips without them, but not off on my own. I’ve always
to-do list conquered!
Ever since school started back after the summer, my “to-do” list has been absolutely out of control. I don’t have any idea how it managed to get as long as it did. Did the summer heat drain me of energy? Was I too busy? Today, at long last, that to-do list is done. It has
back home.
We came home from “break” on Thursday. While the girls were on break, I did my best to keep up at work while we were away at the beach. I kept up overall, but still managed to feel like I fell behind. Deadlines were not communicated properly, and I now see that I’ve missed one.
try. and try again.
While we were on the beach the other day, Chloe and I watched some kids playing in the surf and the tidepools on skimboards. Chloe, of course, wanted to give it a try too. The store in town had rows and rows of boards. I agreed; skimboarding looked right up her alley. After choosing the
overcoming inertia.
It’s a strange phenomenon. I know that I am happier when I take the time to go out, whether to go to the library on my own, to go out to lunch with friends or to volunteer in town. I’m fairly good at setting up the opportunities to get out, but as they approach, I
headache, headache
Rob and the girls are off in Florida this weekend. I made list after list of things that I was planning to get done : work, cleaning, organizing, reading blogging. Phelix got me up at 7am, so I was sure I’d have a good start. After taking him for a nice walk and having a
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