I finished my Shakespeare class.
I’m still waiting to get the grade on my final paper, but my midterm did receive a “best in the class” note from the instructor. I’m glad it was best at something; it certainly wasn’t my best effort. I didn’t even bother to rewrite it, I turned in the rough draft. It made me wonder what the worst paper looked like…
There is something to be said about taking a class just for enjoyment.
I sewed two more dresses.
Three if you count replacing the stained top on one. That brings my total up to 14, but only 9 were for my girl. And since she will not wear anything else, I guess it’s a reasonable amount. She told me today that she wants me to sew all of her clothes for the rest of her life. Oh. my. What have I done?
I got older.
Sunday was my birthday and I was in the mood to par-tay! I invited some girlfriends over Saturday night for a “Happy Birthday to Me” party.
We had cake, gourmet fruit popsicles and lemonade in the backyard.
I know – out of control, right?
When the sun set we watched Hairspray projected on the side of the house, set up by my own personal AV nerd sweet husband.
Of course, I ironed the sheet. With starch. And I sewed the party garland. Of the two, the ironing took longer.
The next day we had a little family party, complete with these surprises:
We started school.
And it is going great! Among other things, we started studying ancient Egypt. I used this as an opportunity to talk about Moses and the children of Israel. One afternoon we went in the backyard and tried to make bricks like the Hebrew slaves.
Though, I admit the use of zoopals as brick forms were not quite historically accurate.
And, so as not to waste these…
…we did some fingerpainting.
And I did some thinking.
I realized that lately, I have not been living the life I intend to. I started this blog as a journal of my search for balance; funny that I have let it knock me out of balance a bit. That is going to change. I only have so many hours in the day. I want to fill them with family, friends, learning…really living.
This means that I probably won’t be posting everyday anymore.
And, as much as I hate to say it, I won’t be able to reply to comments quite as often. Though please know that I will still read, cherish, memorize and quote each and every one you leave me.
But most drastic of all, I have already removed 90% of the blogs from my reader. It was painful. There are some really smart, funny, touching blogs out there. And a few of them, I have come to think of almost like family. But, my real family deserves more of me. And I’m going to make sure they get it.
But when I find a few extra moments in my life, I’ll be here.
Because who am I to completely deprive the world of this:
Well, I will miss your witty and insightful daily entries–but I completely understand since it’s been a week and I told you I would call you…and still haven’t (I could call you right now but it’s about 4:40am at your house). There are simply just not enough hours in the day to do everything you want to.
Congrats on your paper and another year celebrated!
I had something really funny to say and then I got to the bottom of the post and it didn’t seem important any more.
Because I can totally relate. I removed a bunch the other day as well and thought about deleting the reader all together, but I didn’t. I couldn’t bring myself to do it.
My blogging has changed. I still post every day. That’s never a problem for me. The porblem lies in getting around to other’s blogs. Or reading and never having a chance to comment…. to say hello… to ask how are you.
And that’s a guilt that I hate carrying with me.
But! I think you’re right in what you’re doing. And happy belated birthday!
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Heidi here: Was the funny thing about my wild lemonade party?
I think I’ll still be posting regularly, but if I have something else to do I’m not gonna sweat it.
I’m going to my parents for a long weekend and for the first time in a long time I’m not even bringing my laptop, so no posts for at least a few days.
I love connecting with other bloggers, and I do feel some guilt when I neglect them; though the guilt I feel when I neglect my family is much worse.
Good for you, finding balance. It really IS hard, isn’t it? And I have that purple CoolPix. LOVE it.
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