We got a new laptop. It. Is. Amazing. After the old (7.5 years old… and awful and super cheap to begin with) computer failing to cooperate well enough to do anything for about a year, and blogging on my phone for many, many months, typing on a full keyboard is pretty spectacular. And I hope to do far more of it. There’s something far more inspiring about seeing the screen and what I’ve written in front of me instead of squinting on a tiny screen just to try to check for typos. Now if I could just remember that hitting the computer’s space bar twice is not going to give me punctuation, I’d be all set. Good grief, habits die hard.
I just signed my kids up for co-op next year. I tell you, nothing makes you feel like life is speeding by than having to write what grade the kids will be in next year. It’s almost frightening. I’ll have a tenth grader. A ninth grader. Two in high school. Four in elementary. Two in preschool. It’s bizarre.
I bought Elliot breaded and fried mozzarella sticks from the deli the other day when she came grocery shopping with me. She took one bite, made a stoic face, then asked with all seriousness, “How do you LIKE these?” I offered her fried okra. She took another bite and told me it was her worst food ever. The dear girl who likes nearly everything on her plate is spoiled rotten with homemade food. She loves okra fresh from our garden, baked with olive oil and garlic. Crazy kid hasn’t learned to eat junk food. She won’t finish fast food, ever. I’m not sure if I ought to be proud or bewildered.
Blaine travels twice this month. Just for a few days each time, but it always makes things interesting. It gives me nothing to break up the days and long, quiet nights.
I chopped my hair off! I’m loving it. I cut 5ish inches off. I found myself putting it up every single day before I cut it and was kind of over it.
Beyond that, my week consisted of laundry, dishes, schooling, and wiping behinds. Glamorous life, I tell you. So glamorous.