Yesterday, where was I? At the optometrist’s office, having my retina checked. Because possibly I’m a hypochondriac. Here’s the story: At my last visit, he said, Hey, lady, you have dreadfully strong contacts prescriptions. You should be very alert for the following symptom: if by chance you ever see some weird fluidy floating, light-flashing ripples...
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Category Archives: school16: Inches of snow left in the “shady corner” of my front yard. Look! A great review by YA Book Queen. This fun blog is run by Lea, who is 18. Girl Power! She ran the review today and is running a contest in the next few days. And speaking of contests, my Good Friend Melanie J is running a giveaway of MRRO – you can jump over... Today is The Day! (*) In other news, Kid 2 received an iPod for Christmas, because her Daddy is good to her. She named... Last week I talked to Mrs. Hall’s 4th grade class about all things authory. We had a pretty good time, if I do say so myself. They had good questions and great ideas. One thing we talked about was goal setting. How we can get a real sense of accomplishment from setting, monitoring, measuring and achieving... Kid 4, home from Kindergarten, has just finished reading me a story (we call this homework). He read the library book he checked out from school. It’s “3 Little Pigs” – a version from the early 70s. He’s reading along, and here comes the wolf to the first little pig. He huffs, puffs, blows and... And tomorrow my life changes, once again, forever. (Dramatic, much?) This is the last day before my last baby heads to school. So we are going out to play. And tomorrow, there will be much writing, with phones turned off and windows blinded. But for right now, I’m off to play. I have removed this post, because a friend I referenced here found it offensive. I am very sorry about that. I never intended any offense, as I told her as soon as she approached me. I apologize if the post offended anyone else. |