On my sister's bedroom mirror. And, I've melted.
Scenes from The Bean/Happy Birthday, Twin!
So, I've been keeping a bit of a secret from you. Actually, it's kind of big... (...at least in this land....the Land of Mom, that is.) 2 weeks ago, I spent my first weekend away WOB (without babe). It's taken me this long to share because a) I had to find the right words b) I had to process all that ...
Oh happy day.
Thank you, my sweet friends, (online, offline, and everywhere in between...) for making me feel this special. (Which, by the way, is SO special!) Today has been a lovely a day and it's only 1pm. So thank you, thank you, thank you. (And, by all means, keep it comin'!) Love and Macaroons, The Bday Gal.
If growing up means it would be
beneath my dignity to climb a tree I'll never grow up, never grow up, never grow up. Not me. Tomorrow, I will be celebrating my birthday. I'll be getting old. Older. So, let them (you!) eat cake, I say. As long as it's Kosher for Passover. And I'm serious. I'll never grow up. Not me. Not I. Not me. No Sir.
Some folks.
There are some folks who are born athletes and others who must work at it. Much like how there are some folks who take up jogging and decide to buy new running sneakers... while other folks take up jogging and decide to buy new music. Hmmmmmmm. Bet you can't guess which of these folks I am. Oh. Sorry. I can't hear you. I have my ...
Encore.
In recent days, I have watched as my daughter's intense love for music has grown immensely. It has grown, intensely; Incandescently. My girl now sings songs. Entire songs. The guitar strums it's first chord and she knows the song, instantly, and she begins. And this is all wonderful. But, it is her musical abilities that impress me so much less than her musical soul. Because, ...
“Don’t dream it…”
Tonight, after a light dinner and cool walk, I watched my daughter as she saw the Intro to Rocky Horror for the first time... as she studied the lips and whispered, "Wow!" and then stuck a slice of cheese on her head, as a hat, and then sang along (she learned the words to the chorus after her ...
Just some things.
This past week has kept me oh-so-busy. Like, Bizzy. And it's been good. But, it has not left me with the time or energy to put my pen to paper to keyboard, or what have you. So, as a way to fill you in (or an attempt to make an excuse), here are some things. Some things I've done since we spoke ...
Far from being over.
This week, I had the privilege of witnessing a magical event; The day was beautiful, crisp and sunny, and my class, as well as many others, enjoyed the weather outside on the playground. As I supervised my children, scanning my eyes back and forth across the tot lot, another teacher called for my attention. She told me to look ...
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