NaBloPoMo Done!
Only a week behind, I’ve finally managed to finish a month of posts. It seems like anything I try to do, I end up a bit behind, but, eventually I manage to complete it. I’d say that completing a 30 day project in 36 days isn’t really all that bad — especially when it is
photo friday: “backstage” at austin city limits
Back in October, the girls and I headed to Texas for the weekend for our annual pilgrimage to the Austin City Limits Music Festival. This year, however, we had a special treat — “backstage” passes! These lovely little red wristbands allowed us to enter the guest areas — free sodas and water, “cleaner” port-a-potties, chairs
a decatur evening
While my heart’s home is Pine Lake, tonight I was reminded again why I decided to move here. Camille and I headed out a little after 6pm and first stopped at CVS across the street to get some photos made. We then continued on down the block to Dancing Goats to pick up some coffee
Time Tracking Trials
Where did the time go? I often look up after what I feel has been a few minutes to find that an hour has gone by. Where does the time go? What am I doing with it? Am I spending that much time looking at my “social networking”? What am I reading? How much time
A Very Big Question. Whatโs Your Answer?
On Gretchen Rubin’s THe Happiness Project blog, she recently posted thw question A Very Big Question. Whatโs Your Answer?: 2013 is almost here (how did that happen, by the way?). If, by the end of 2013, you could magically change one aspect of your life, what would you change? What single thing would add the
home again
As we drove into our new town, I felt a sense of calm come over me. Not the feeling of “home” that I get when we drive into my beloved Pine Lake, but I still felt a bit of home anyway. Decatur is slowly growing on me, but it sure is no Pine Lake….
light up blue ridge
For the past few years, it has been our custom to headed down to Blue Ridge on the Saturday following Thanksgiving. And over the years it has grown and grown in size. My mom plays in the “Tuba Christmas” then we watch the Christmas parade and then we wander around. This year, there was even
photo friday: roadtrip
A couple weeks ago at Fernbank Science Center, I was asked to sign a pledge to not text and drive “For the safety of the kids”… No, I will not sign it. I find the current laws to be somewhat ridiculous. I understand the need to convince teens to focus on DRIVING. I’m all for
too much instagramming
I’m a little disappointed in myself as I look back on my photos from the past year. While I’ve taken a photo a day as I had challenged myself (I think I missed one day so far), I’ve come to rely on my iPhone and instagram far too much. I’ve allowed myself to become very
holiday cards coming soon
Such a stressful one for me. I love the decorations, the special food, the lights… But I stress. So terribly that I lose sight of what it means to me and my family. This year, I’ve decided that there will be no “annual update” from us. Despite all the snark and ugliness, I *LIKE* getting
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
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
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.
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,
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
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.
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
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
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
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
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