We keep each other on our toes.
I tried something with my reflection in a cheap Ikea mirror. Not shabby.
WonderGirl has a bike so husband decided we needed a grown-up sized one to keep up with her. He managed to put it together in less than 10 minutes, no joke. So I thought I'd go for a ride during naptime - and realized it has been at least 15 years at the least that I've ridden a bike. What an odd sensation. And what a ginormous sky. I love it.
Michael sent me some tracks that needed fiddle parts and is hoping we'll record enough songs before our gig next week to put together a small CD to sell at the Scottish games. I HATE recording, but I managed to work through the "I hate how I sound why do I even try?!" takes and laid down some stuff I'm proud of. I'm feeling pumped!
Journaling - one of my favorite Sabbath day activities. It's not easy when I have to help WG with hers then write in the two journals I keep for both WG and the Dude - and the if my tendons aren't screaming at me, I write in my own. I got around to that today.
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But that means Michael is up and making demands. Yaaaay!
And THAT is a really dedicated mom thing right there with the journals and all, for each kid.
Crazy pants!
But that means Michael is up and making demands. Yaaaay!
And THAT is a really dedicated mom thing right there with the journals and all, for each kid.
Thanks for the inspiration. I'll crack open my own journal now.
I'd like to use this blog post to brag about my own journaling habits...I have missed only about a dozen days of writing in my journal in the last 8 years, and most of those were due to unexpected hospital overnights (always my husband's). Granted I have no children to take up my time, but I'm pretty chuffed about it. It isn't exactly 1 Nephi, but it is nice to have a record of my goings on.
Rock on, Cathie!!!!
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