Today I have…

…thanked a veteran.  Have you?

…made dinner for a busy college student and made my children’s day by saying Aunt Calley was coming.

…wished the happiest of birthdays to one of the sweetest of little boys (and overlooked the chocolate cupcake all over Belle’s face).

…let Joshua do the dishes so I could rock the baby.

…realized that not every blog I write will be profound or thoughtful or even worth your time to read.

…known it’s worth my time, however, to remember among the chaos there are snippets of peace.

Well, in comparison to last Monday, which I spent marveling at this view, today was quite a typical manic Monday, even if it was a teacher workday, which all teachers know is a pseudonym for meetings and trying out the new lunch place that’s been open since August.

But since I was rambling around the southwest last week, I am so far behind I might as well still be in Utah.  There are finals still on my desk to grade.  I have all these ideas for new strategies I want to try this 9 weeks, but they are certainly not out of my head and into formal lesson plan format.  Oh, and we had photographs made by Katie Rivers this afternoon, so there was no hope I would get grades posted in a timely manner.  Manic.

Or signs that I might be a procrastinator.  What do you think?

I prefer to think that it is organized chaos and that out of chaos comes cosmos (to paraphrase L’Engle).

Plus, we’ve just been really busy.  Obviously.  If you don’t believe me, check out all our adventures and join my site so I don’t look so pitiful.  Oh, and check back often because I really am going to get better about pictoral updates.

In the meantime, Joshua is acting sicky on the couch (did I mention Amelia threw up three times Saturday night?) and I need some rest if I’m going to have a terrific tolerable Tuesday.

I really don’t know how it is possible that I found time to blog last week about Amelia’s accident, but could not find time in the rest of the week to let you all know that she’s fine.  I mean, she must be all healed up since this week she has crawled from the living room down the hall to the girls’ room looking for me, pulled herself up to a standing position necessitating a lowering of the crib, and bounced herself silly in the new jumper her Mimi bought her because she was so “pitiful.” Yeah, right.  More like manipulative.

So, anyway, she’s good and it’s Monday again and I have more to do than should be allowed in the next four days before we head out to Utah to visit Ashley.  Today I’m manic. 

I’ve mopped the floor because Amelia refuses to stay on the rug and insists that hardwoods are more fun, been to Jazzercise so that I am allowed to eat more dessert, and made a dozen lists in my head of all the things I hope I remember to pack/look up/check on before we leave.  Does anyone know if there are baby food/formula restrictions on airlines?

I hate feeling so unfocused.  I am really trying to work on my writing and actually try to get some articles together to submit some places and the result of that is that for the past few days my thoughts have been so scattered I can’t even think of how to get them together for this blog. 

Thanks for reading anyway and I promise to the next post will be more entertaining.