Monthly Archives: May 2009

This was in my inbox yesterday afternoon, sitting there like a mean, fat spider: Hi Heather, Just wanted to let you know that Loren did not turn in a country project for Geography, so his only chance at passing the … Continue reading →

My Friday evening purchases: Single serving of key lime pie, because I know myself well enough that were I to buy the entire pie I would eat the whole damn thing. A bottle of merlot with a super cute label. … Continue reading →

Just a mere six more days to go until summer break, Most teachers would perhaps see that number as a misprint and say it to be five days, but what with my preschool being the only preschool in the entire … Continue reading →

The camper my mom bought a couple of weeks ago is a sportman’s edition, this means it is the same as any other  camper except inside it has some sort of gun cabinet instead of a plain one and it … Continue reading →

Eight more days ’til summer. That’s no bummer. No preschool kids for me Three months to be sort of free. I’ll still have my own. That won’t change ’til their grown. But to be done teaching, Devoid of all the … Continue reading →

“Mom, you say the worst things! You’re awful!” Loren said this to me on our drive home yesterday from camping as Devon slumbered in the back seat. We had been discussing some of his school mates who are sort of … Continue reading →

I had no idea RV camping could be so exhausting; I hurt everywhere from the whole experience. On the flip side, my three kids spent an entire weekend together, something they have not done in my presence in far too … Continue reading →

God help us all for today we are embarking on a family outing: a camping trip. It has been at least a year and a half since we have done anything all together; Loren is often off striking some sort … Continue reading →

These past couple of months have been so hectic that at times I have actually misplaced several days at a time. I have shown up for appointments I haven’t yet made and skipped others all together because I thought they … Continue reading →

As he slammed down the stairs from my loft I followed him with, “You can’t always get what you want, Loren. But you can try real hard.” And with that the Stones fired to life in my head and I … Continue reading →