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Thursday, June 30, 2011

Uh Oh......

I may display poor judgement in the morning.

Quiet Summer Morning

I have a list of things to do, but I can't get out of this chair.  The boys are asleep, except Jared who is now eating (shovelling) Mini-Wheats.  There is a cool wind outside.  I had a nice run early this morning.  I've updated my calendar and I have a better chance of not forgetting something now.  I had breakfast.  I've read blogs (some of you need to update yours!!!!!)

This afternoon I am back to the bank for who knows how long.  My contract is done with the school district and I've said my good-byes to some great staff and some darling kids........some of whom are etched into my mind and heart and I worry for them.  I loved them.

So back to the bank it is.  I'm back to full time.  I'm back to wanting to move forward.  And if I can't go forward.....perhaps more transition ahead.  It's been thirteen years since I worked full days.  My feelings are mixed.  There's that push and pull that comes with motherhood.  There's the guilt.  But I looked at my boys.  Apart from Jackson, I leave after they leave and I get home an hour after they get home.  Jackson leaves for school minutes after I leave for work.  I looked at my boys and I saw level headed, responsible young men.  I talked to my boys.  They support me.

I get enough vacation time to take some of it for their school activities and still have enough for the big stuff.  I just have to stick to my priorities and stand firm.  It feels easier to do that now than it did when James was a baby.  Perhaps times and attitudes have changed a bit.

So here I sit on my chair.  Jared has disappeared.....probably to the basement to conquer something Xbox-ish.  It's quiet.  Soon that list must be tackled then the race begins.  If only I could slow down time.......

Sunday, June 19, 2011

Happy Father's Day

This year celebrations of the parental kind have been low key.  I was ill for Mother's Day and Sean is sick for Father's Day.  

That's not what today's blog is about.  No.  It's about Jackson.


This is our family.......according to Jackson.  Why I have a pink bow is beyond me.  I hate pink.  Sean looks like a leprechaun.  Jackson, of course, is the coolest of the bunch.  I LOVE this picture.  It's getting framed for our family room.  

I did not know that Jackson was such a little artist.  

I thought it was the perfect Father's Day gift.

Friday, June 17, 2011

A Good Day

I dislike PAT's.  Provincial Assessment Tests.  Didn't like them in BC.  Don't like them here.  HOWEVER.......when Jared's teacher for math and science emails me and starts with the word 'WOW'......well I can't not celebrate the fact that he got 66% on a tough math PAT and 82% on the science PAT.

I can't not celebrate the fact that I discovered this week that Jackson is a pretty good artist.  I didn't know he could draw as well as he does (future blog).

James played his last jazz band gig of the school year today.  There's a celebration in that too.

And I come home to Jordan trying out a new piano piece and working hard on it and regular lessons are over for the summer.  Celebrate!!

I pretty much like my boys.  It's a good day!!

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

I Am A City Girl.......or at least not rural......

I had to meet up with a grade 1 class for a field trip to a farm  today.  I had to find that farm.  The end of the story is that I mostly, accidentally found that said farm.  The beginning of the story is that I wasn't paying attention to the road and missed a sort of big sign and didn't take the small sign seriously.

When a farm is known for it's corn maze in the summer, one (meaning me) would think that its sign that said, 'CORN MAZE' might be larger than the approximately 12"X12" sign I drove PAST.  Really, it must be a copycat farm.  And so I kept driving.

I never passed the lake I was supposed to pass.  My odometer was telling me I should have arrived by now.  Do I turn around?  Do I keep going?  So my Spidey senses had to kick in and I took a left at the next intersection.

I hate gravel roads.  I especially hate the kind that make me feel I will sooner than later lose control of my car and land in the ditch.

So I am on the phone with Sean and out of nowhere I see a sign to my farm.  1km.  Elation.  Relief.  No search parties to be sent out.  Thank you Alberta for putting roads in a grid formation.  It really works for kids like me who should not be driving out in the country.

So pay attention.  Watch for signs.  Even the little ones are important.  There's a sacrament meeting talk in there somewhere.

Sunday, June 12, 2011

Going Downhill Usually Means At Some Point You Have to Go Up Again


And the girl lived happily after she got her chocolate treat at the finish line.  In the mean time, there's nothing better than a long run up a hill.  Well, that's what I keep telling myself.  And yes, I will train on some hills for next year's Ladiesfest.  Really.  I mean it this time.  Honest.  I promise.