My flower-children wish that too.
Soon we will dig in the dirt and linger in garden stores (listening to Joey grumble about wasting money on plants that INEVITABLY suffer horribly in my non-gardening hands) (to which I say, whatever, there are THREE plants in the yard that I have kept alive since SEPTEMBER now) and Joey is going to build a raised-bed garden this spring so we can plant a few veggies. Soon we will do more than daydream over seed catalogs and free calenders. Soon, soon, soon. And this coming month is such a busy one that I'll barely have time to think about it.
I ALSO wish that my coffee maker had not died a mysterious death yesterday morning. It was very tragic. And while I love some Irish Breakfast tea in the evening, it just isn't cutting it in the A.M.
AND, I wish that you could see my students perform in their Grandparent's Day Variety Show. The boys are
Also, I wish that you could read their essays entitled "Thoughts On First Love" as they are KILLER. No really. Reading them, the effort of NOT laughing hysterically was so great that I died. Death by teaching, it's very tragic. And me so young!
I REALLY wish that my house didn't smell like pee. This weekend and it's promise of Joey renting a carpet cleaner cannot come soon enough!
And I wish I didn't publish my last post. I was being weird, I think, whiny and emotional, and probably I should just delete it. But... it helped me a lot to write it, and it's no good pretending that I'm not weird. And whiny and emotional.
I loved your last post! In fact, I wrote and re-wrote and re-re-wrote a comment which I just ended up erasing because I couldn't get it to sound right...so...don't regret writing it :)
ReplyDeleteOh the joys of classical education and Grandparents Day! Public school kids miss all the fun!
I actually meant to comment on the last post, but never did. It was beautiful. I could so tell what you were going through, and I think it helps other people to know they're not alone.
ReplyDeleteI want spring too. I need sun and light breezes and warm sun. I've never been this bad in the winter, but this year? I"m OVER it.
ReplyDeleteoh how i want spring, too. (but my flower babes love all things snow, too.)
ReplyDeletewe rocked the at-home carpet steam clean this week, and it is amazing. and then we gave it back and had another disaster.
you just can't win sometimes;)
Oh! Like Erin, I tried and tried to comment but I just couldn't figure out how to put into words what it made me think and feel. Don't regret it -- it's what was on your heart, and it meant something to me. Also? I am weird, whiny, and emotional too. More bangles!!!
ReplyDeleteI like you.
I don't remember if I've commented here before, but I'm a non-creepy college student and I am commenting to join the chorus telling you to PLEASE not regret your last post! I am not married, but I am in a quasi-relationship and I often have the same struggle that you articulated in your last post (my nasty little inner voice usually sounds *exactly* like yours did!) So it really made me feel better to read your post and read how you dealt with it and I'm now much more hopeful that someday I can do that, too. Anyway, I love your blog! I check here every day in hopes of a post with cute girls or amusing English-teacher rantings or thoughtful reflections. God bless! :)
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