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Five Finds Friday (cheesy dip & Otto’s song)
FUNNY Otto told me that he wrote a song for me. I was pretty thrilled of course. Until I heard the lyrics. Here’s his song: You and me together. You and me together. You and me together forever. Or. Until I get married. FASHIONABLE You remember Jo, right? From such places as My Friendship and A Fellow Homeschooler. Her etsy…
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adjusting
Here’s one thing that’s weird about being the only parent at home. Deciding an emergency contact person. It’s kind of suddenly an arbitrary decision, when before it was a brainless decision. The form has a blank for “emergency contact” – insert spouse’s name and information. No thought required. But now. Now, it’s like — hmm, maybe today I’ll pick…
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Tenzi: A Dice Game That Rolls Well Here.
The cardboard box on our doorstep always draws a crowd when the kids see the return address of Timberdoodle. They’ve come to associate the company with really fun products that they get to evaluate with me. I mean, I think their opinion matters, since the Timberdoodle products are primarily educational, even when they are fun. And they are the…
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thank you . . .
How do you follow a post like yesterday’s? I don’t know. I guess the same way you follow a day like last Thursday and a year like last year, you just do. And, in so many giant and in so many tiny ways, last Thursday was a day not unlike any other day. It was a legal end of…
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…. than all my sorrows
Last Thursday my husband stood in a court room before a judge and officially declared me to be no longer his wife. That morning two kind friends took me out to breakfast. We talked about regular life and hope deferred and hope renewed. We ate cinnamon rolls and shared stories about our kids and our hearts and books we’ve…
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Five Finds Friday: (30) (meatloaf you want to eat & sweet london)
As I am typing this I am extra sleepy – so, you know – I’m blaming all errors on that. FUNNY Yeah. I’m late to all things trendy and on time. But this bit called Carpool Karaoke is hilarious to me and this one time that the host picks up Chris Martin is very amusing. (You know you’re funny…
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what do you think, friends?
Well. Well. Well. I disappear from the internet for a day or two and look what happens. I mean, I was just camping with friends and then suddenly every thing on this website is looking spiffy and shiny. (Truly, camping and this face lift here have little to do with one another, except that they did both occur during…
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everything’s perfectly normal here
Evidence that I live in a bit of a madhouse: _______ About twenty minutes after midnight Ryder places his paws on my face to alert me that he would like to exit the home to use the facilities. (Or to lie down outside where it is cooler than inside our home. Poor hairy fellow.) I note the time. Again. 12:20…
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what I learned in college that I wish I could undo
We try to make our kids vanilla, somehow. Universally, I mean. And also – as educators. Maybe even as parents. (I like vanilla as a flavor for ice cream, but maybe not as a description for a run of the mill, looks and sounds like everyone else kind of recipe for humanity.) Social media, modern culture, fashion, the machine that…
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Five Finds Friday (29) (the dress everyone should own & why my car is destined to be dirty)
I think I missed one of these posts because – well – I was doing cool things and my computer was far away from me. But now my computer is all right here and so am I so I guess I can resume my Friday posts. FUNNY I wouldn’t say one of my strengths is having a tidy car. (My…
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Making Our Trail: Cripple Creek KOA Review
One of the really fantastic ways that God used to make this trip a reality for our family was through this KOA opportunity. The plan is as straight forward as it comes. In exchange for our lodgings, I would write reviews of each location. So I just write what I really think – the good or the bad – and…
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I didn’t miss the internet and I was glad to put my phone away.
One of my favorite parts of being at Lost Valley Ranch was the disconnectedness to regular life. And the lack of cell service. (That and my bed being made every day by someone besides myself.) For that one week I couldn’t see the growing number of e-mails I was missing. My phone was set on permanent airplane mode. Do they…
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not a rockstar . . .
On our adventure there were times the six of us received some looks, some comments, some stares. Questions from strangers. This one older gent in Cracker Barrel in some state I can’t even pretend to recall was quite determined to learn our life story. He wanted to know where my husband was and how on earth “all those kids” could…