A Jumbly
Not to bum everybody out– but recently there has been a rash of molestations and attempted abductions in our little neck of the woods. In our “safe” little neighborhood. Two young girls up the street from us were victims last week. My husband and I look at eachother and shake our heads, clucking sadly to ourselves, “what the heck is going on?”
As you’ve probably noticed– if you’ve even ventured back here in the last month or two– which I highly doubt– and that ok, really, I haven’t been writing much lately. The truth is, I haven’t had much to say. I’ve been enjoying my son, the sun, and lots and lots of berries. We are encroaching on the exciting endeavor of attempting to sell our home. My best friend, a sister really, has decided to move her family to the other end of the state. My heart aches that she won’t be around the corner anymore– and yet a breeze of gratitude– their home is perfect for us. What a perfect way to feel close to her even when she’s miles away. L– if it happens– I promise to take care of your little garden just as you would.
The Onion is a pistol. What brain on this kid! I love to wake up first thing and have a “chat” with him. I’m amazed every day with the incredible capacity of his “little” mind. Such a quirky little skunk. Imagine him, squatted over his trike, examining the underbelly- the little grease monkey-, muttering softly to himself, “oh shit.” Thanks to Grandma and her scooter, Onion can talk shop with the best of them.
The halls of the school are quiet, save for the few tutoring students who come to my office a few times a week. It’s strange to be in a school during the summer. As a child, I always wondered what it was like after all the students had cleaned out their lockers and left for the wading pools and the backyard slip in slides of summer… fact is, not much. The office stands empty, and as a money saving tactic the district has turned the thermostat up. No icy cool office for me!
The Lady Madonna project is going well… I have succumbed to purchasing a few non-essentials, but overall things are starting to really shape up on the financial front. If you haven’t read “Total Money Makeover”, by Dave Ramsey, I highly suggest it. I just re-read it last night and noticed a note I had made in the cover on the day I bought it last August. It hasn’t even been a year– but the changes in our financial peace have been overwhelming. I remember how terrified I was the day I scribbled the note in that book last August. Tonight, I’ll sleep like a baby– due to a little hard work, a budget, and a plan.
No snappy ending to this jumbly little post. I wish anyone who happens to read, a peaceful night’s sleep and a bowl of blueberries with half and half.
