As admirable as such causes are, I have no recollection of doing those things. Such are the risks of leaving email open in a one computer house of five other people who love to tap/beat on keys.
Though given the week I had, I would not be absolutely surprised if I had done these things and simply forgotten. Stress can do that to a person, right?
What stresses... well, my grandfather, a WWII Navy sub vet, is not doing well and is currently refusing medical attention, preferring to "tough things out" at home. Finances have been... fun. Our 1997 car is finally dying, though I'm thankful the van holds up. And this post written by a college friend felt right on the mark in some areas of my life.
Also we had to say goodbye to "Annie"! It's an adjustment, going back to "normal" after so many weekends of "life on stage." I'm adjusting well, only have four auditions planned. :) Warbucks and Grace are gonna miss this Annie; Rhiannon is going to be trying out for the national "Annie" on tour... we wish her the best!
And yes, Dan's hair is growing back. Thanks for asking. :D
Some good things have happened though. We, tearlessly, replaced this beauty that's been with us for almost a decade, and has been baking cakes for longer than I've been alive, I fear:
My eldest showed me that hundreds of dollars and tens of hours driving to her music homeschool co-op was totally worth it. She played violin.
She rang hand-bells. She sang a solo. All in a black dress with heels, calm, cool, collected, and confident. Can't help but be proud as a mom in such a moment. Proud of that and of the four year old who can now pump on the swing herself, no pushes necessary. Bittersweet. Oh, and this one "learned" to put on makeup while behind the couch with my purse. Scary.
Other positives is that we've been putting the grill to work, seeing some friends, and overall enjoying the "weather nirvana of the northeast." Don't be too envious; we were seriously overdue for a break up here.
Hope we all have a better week, and a peaceful remembering day, particularly of those who served our country. Thank you Grandpa.
And thank you to all I've never met who fought for our freedoms. We honor you.
"Our soul waits for the LORD; he is our help and our shield. For our heart is glad in him, because we trust in his holy name. Let your steadfast love, O LORD, be upon us, even as we hope in you."