Twenty fourteen

Goals for 2014

- thrive (physically, mentally, spiritually, legally, financially, socially). i have been down in the doldrums for, oh, five years.

- not text while driving. I know this is a no-brainer, but as one of those people who repeatedly dreams about car accidents and then wakes up, flailing, screaming, thinking I have just rear-ended some poor soul on the interstate and physically harmed my children only to then breathe a sigh of relief that it was just a dream, I know there may come a day when that dream is real.

- get my photo books and albums in order. I take so many photos (iphone, not camera) and have files of photos that my children don’t see. It started when L asked for a family album for Christmas, and I hastily threw together a photo book on Shutterfly. She loved it. I remember loving looking through family photos as a child, but my kids don’t have access to my phone to flip through memory lane. Plus, it isn’t tactile. Not tangible.

- knit a pair of socks. Knit something… that isn’t a blanket, a scarf, or anything that is not a square or rectangle.

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You know you’re bored when…

The kids have been out of school all week, and they’ll be home tomorrow, too.

You know they’re bored when they start being inventive, but that’s the time that I look back and marvel at their creativity.

Well, to a certain point.

When they start busting out the Halloween wigs and asking for my newest lipstick, it’s then that I wonder what they are doing.

Oh, nothing much. Just my oldest daughter turning my son into a very attractive lady.

And for the record, I’m adding this photo to the naked baby pictures and school note from his teacher admonishing him for drawing a picture of diarrhea. This is going to be great print collateral to show his future wife…

Icepocalypse

We’re bundled up here in Indianapolis and ready for the onslaught of ice.

Actually, I just went outside to prop the car wipers up, and noticed a fine snow-cone icy substance all over the vehicle.

But hey, earlier today we had some fun outside, and below is a photo of the boy who gladly spent forty minutes jumping on grass, trying to get the ice to crack.

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He didn’t succeed.

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