Well, the good thing about a challenge is that it keeps the blog posts coming in steadily. It makes you ponder things. Like what you are thankful, or a variety of other things (as in the last challenge I did). The bad thing is that it kinda pulls you (okay, not YOU . . but ME) away from thinking and typing about things that are still rattling around in the brain . . . maybe more valuable or deeper than a daily shot of generic, "I'm thankful".
Well . . . not that any of this is more important that what I'm thankful for . . . but . . . I'm still gonna write an alphabet of things I haven't mentioned . . .
a. My brother visited last weekend. I do believe it's good to see family. He flew in on Friday, spent Saturday with our dad and flew out on Sunday. He spent some good one-on-one time with mom. He spent some good one-on-one time with dad. Dad was thrilled to have him visit. He thought dad looked and acted as healthy and well as a 92-year old man can.
b. I did an annual open house as a bag-lady dealer on Saturday. Bad planning with family in town, but I didn't know the dates at the time.
c. Middle won an honorable mention in an art contest sponsored by PTA at her school. She's advancing to the Council level with her painting.
d. Big has taken to this line, "Mom, will you quiz me on ____________". She likes it. I'm reviewing basic chemistry. She frequently has this math homework called study island. It's computer generated quizzes. It's like studying -- on an island -- with no one to help you. I'd like to take a parental moment to sing the praises for The Khan Academy (khanacademy.org) Wow. Thank you so much, Khan Academy, for helping me to help her.
e. Remember a few weeks ago when I made the painstaking decision to pull Middle out of the Gifted & Talented Program at school? Well, come to find out, she still has this semester long project that is a requirement, so says the teacher, of being "identified" as gifted. Huh? I'm totally confused. Sounds like another time eating project. Sounds like she's "getting a grade" in a class that she's not even IN . . . which translates into being punished for having been identified as gifted. Hmm. You can bet your sweet red cherry tomato that I've contacted the GT director of the district with a few questions.
g. Christmas budget. I'm on task. And on time. Go me.
h. Team Mom. I'm Team Mom for Big's volleyball team.
i. One more meet for Middle until state.
j. We're going skiing. Gone over Thanksgiving. I'm so excited to go play in the snow.
k. Family pictures . . . do you do this? How? When?
l. Christmas cards . . . do you do this? Who makes the cut? I think I must blog about this every year.
m. I reconnected with an old friend. It's left me feeling nostalgic and appreciating the kind of relationships that pick right up where they left off . . . even though our last communication was in February.
n. I sent some pretty hilarious pictures to Homestead today and I laughed right out loud, in the middle of an important meeting when I got her responses. Does anyone need some pink elephant gifts for the holidays? Or is it white elephant? Pink or white . . . whatever. I've got it.
o. Holiday charity . . . . thinking, thinking, thinking.
p. Flex care. Shall I voice my frustrations? That stupid law passed and no grandfathering is allowed. I've gotta spend a sailboat full of cash in the next 45 days, and prove it to be a legitimate medical expense. Or lose it. Damnit.
q. Dependent care. Shall I voice my frustrations? I'm a moron. I underestimated. Remind me to re-check my math at open enrollment this year.
r. Paperclip chains. Curses. Which child is doing this to my paperclips? Argh!!
s. Guess what I did today?
u. I'm hungry.
v. Castle is on at 9. What's your TV lineup? Have I blogged recently about how much I love TV? I just do.
w. Ooh, I'm super proud of myself for busting out the sewing kit and fixing two things. One was Big's favorite light pink ruffly cardigan sweater. The hook was coming undone. Go super mommy. I fixed it after it hung on the doorknob of my room for only, um, like six weeks. And second, the throw that lives in the front room. It's had a hole in it that runs almost the entire length. It's been there for about two years. I fixed it today while Big was at piano. I'm so impressed with myself.
x. How fun are these? Mimi and I washed our hands twice just so we could use this awesome new Dyson air-blade technology. It was so fun!
z. Still going. I must go pack ski stuff and write a note to Big's math teacher. I need jammie pants. And a mug of this wonderful hot chocolate that boasts 15 grams of protein. It's practically guilt free. I love it.