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    Friday
    Jul042014

    Ouch

    We spent the morning at Monticello to celebrate the new citizens at the annual Citizenship Ceremony held there each July 4th. Because the girls have both participated in the ceremony, we were generously offered special invitations to the ceremony and a picnic on Montalto overlooking Monticello (the best view of Charlottesville in town!) afterwards. Small busses took us up the mountain and upon descending the stairs of the bus I somehow rolled my right ankle while coming down the steps... again. I believe this is the fourth time. Fortunately, I was holding onto the handholds, and managed not to fall flat on my face, which I usually do, which ends in further injury, but it was touch and go there for a few seconds, I really thought I was going over. Once I stopped swinging from the rails, Monticello employees rushed over in concern and propped me up while I kept everyone else from the bus from exiting. Why oh why does this always happen in public?! In crowds where I feel the need to suppress my pain and assure all those around me that I am just fine, that I am a klutz, that I do this often, just set me down somewhere, bring me a bag of ice, and give me a minute, no really, I'm fine. Because this never happens at home where I could scream like a banshee, roll around on the ground in agony, and swear like a sailor, always in public, it is so embarrassing. So we are finally home after several very helpful people perched me on a chair with ice packs, my children brought me food, we took some pictures, and then I hobbled back down from busses and mountains and drove home. Praise to the many people at Monticello and Montalto who were so incredibly kind and helpful, they really went out of their way to make sure I was okay, if only they could have bandaged my wounded pride.

    Thursday
    Apr032014

    Oky Doky

    Meika: "I think when I grow up I will marry a man."

    Me: "Okay."

    Meika: "But I don't want to have a boyfriend."

    Me: "So you want to get married, but don't want to have a boyfriend first. How is that going to work exactly?"

    Meika: "..... Um. Well, I have a lot of time to work that out. I don't need to figure it out now."

    Me: "Correct, you can let me know later."

    Meika: "'K."

    Sunday
    Mar302014

    The Eye of the Beholder

    Watching an awards show clip from 1974 where Kris Kristofferson was presenting:


    Lily: "Good grief, why is he so hairy?!"


    Me: "It was 1974. I think he was hot!"


    Lily: "Mom!! Ew..... Say that again, it's hysterical."

    Tuesday
    Mar182014

    Radio Interview 3/3/14

     

    Begins at about 1:23:00

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    Wednesday
    Mar122014

    Just Words

    Kevin Nevel, a songwriter deployed to Afghanistan with the U.S. Army, was inspired by our photo series (Things Said...) to write a song for my kids. He has allowed me to share it here. Thanks Kevin! What a wonderful gift! Enjoy!