Pokey, who used to be a weed
(The photo above is of my so-very-close-to-16-year-old daughter and a plant that used to be a weed, if you accept the definition of a weed being an unwanted plant. At some point, Pokey – who I really wanted to call Audrey III, but I was outnumbered – got big enough to capture our attention, and after that, if he was wilting due to the hot sun, we’d go out and water him. He’s kind of our plant mascot now.)*
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My oldest daughter, who lives over 1000 miles away (and I think I mention that a lot), called me this morning about Mother’s Day.
One of our favorite things to do when she lived here, and when she comes to visit, is go shopping. I’m not big on shopping as a “fun thing to do” normally, but throw my daughter into the deal, and it’s a good time. It’s a great time – from “Look at this jacket! Isn’t it gorgeous?” to “Look at these boots! They are the ugliest thing I’ve ever seen.”
One of our favorite places to shop is a
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Just four days ago, my daughter called out to me that our plum tree that’s right outside our kitchen window was covered in buds.
Plum Tree Buds
And today, it’s covered in blossoms.
Plum Tree Blossoms
It’s been a wreck of a day. Two of the kids have nasty colds, our television wouldn’t turn on and started smelling like burning something, my daughter dropped her cell phone in the toilet, my card reader died, my child support is still not in. But somehow
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My car is back in the shop. It wasn’t driving right yesterday. It’s misfiring or something. Of course, when the mechanic drove around in it (with me in the car), it wouldn’t do the thing it was doing.
My daughter is busing to the mall, though, and so I had her text me whether or not my car is out in the parking lot, and it’s not. So they must be working on it now. I hope.
I’m supposed to be going out to dinner with my best friend tonight. It’s Restaurant Week here right now, and this really neat restaurant that we
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Friday, as I was driving my kids to their dad’s for the weekend, my “check engine” light started blinking at me. I told the kids, “We’re going home.” I talked to the car all the way home, “You can do this, baby. You’re a good car. We’re almost there, honey! Oh, you’re so good. I’m so sorry, I promise to take you to a shop on Monday morning.” The kids said it would have been funny if it hadn’t been for the danger of us being stranded on the side of the road. Does anyone else do that? Talk to their
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When I was a little girl, preschool age at best, I had a Raggedy Ann doll. I carried her everywhere. At some point, her face had been destroyed (my mom thinks chewed off by a dog) and my aunt had created a new one out of sheeting and embroidered Ann a new face. I carried her everywhere.
After a visit to the park with some teen babysitters and a rushed departure, I realized I had lost my beloved doll. The babysitters refused to turn back — after
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Between illness and holidays and more illness, I’ve kind of really dropped the ball here. I do plan on picking it back up after the new year – I’ve got so many things I want to talk about. In the meantime, I’ll still post, but very sporadically.
On the health front, I finally saw a specialist a couple of weeks ago, and got a preliminary diagnosis, and got referred to another specialist. Then I got a phone call with some other findings from the lab tests, so I’ve got two diagnoses, with possibly more to come in January. I’ve got some medications
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Yesterday, the transformer just outside of our backyard blew (sparks! shotgun-like bangs! electricity traveling on the wires “like in the cartoons”!) and our house, along with fourteen others in the neighborhood, was without power. So no blogging for me.
Today is the actual event of International Towne. After weeks of training and excitement, my kids are about to burst this morning. I’m beyond glad that my kids have this opportunity, but it does mean a second day in a row of no (real) blogging for me.
And I’ve got so much to talk about! See
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I had planned on having all the party recipes on here by now, but I have been distracted.
My fifteen year-old daughter came home from camp with an ear infection, and on Monday, her eardrum ruptured. After several days on the amoxicillin for that, she suddenly broke out in an itchy rash all over – it turns out she’s allergic to amoxicillin. We stopped the amoxicillin and went back to the doctor, who informed us that her infection had moved to her outer ear, and things were so swollen that he couldn’t see how the eardrum was doing, so we had to
[Continue reading Scary sick]
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