A Tumormonger

Life, as the saying goes, usually happens while you’re busy living it. Meaning that often, challenges arise when you least expect them.  For instance, you can probably tell in the picture above that all is not quite as it should be. This is a picture of what the ER doctors discovered when my sister-in-law went in…

Dismantling the Homeschool Schoolroom

After some 19 years of formal homeschooling – probably longer than that – I’ve begun to pack “it” up, sell it, give it away, or throw it out. And I find myself standing in a tempest of emotions. I was dragged kicking and screaming into the thing called homeschooling.  Back then, only “weird” people actually homeschooled.  The…

Monday Morsels 8.11.14

Since I’m not homeschooling again this year, and we haven’t sold our house yet, AND we’ve had a spate of birthdays, anniversaries, weddings and more, I’ve been slacking a little with my blogging.  Instead, (and it happens every 5 or so years) I’m on a furniture refinishing kick.  Tables that have been weathered sitting outside…

Monday Morsels 8.4.14

Today is my husband’s birthday!  I robbed the cradle because he’s younger than me  – 3 years – which felt like a huge difference 27 years ago; today, not so much.  I’m spending the day with him in Atlanta, where’s he’s working this week, and where we’ll be moving once our house sells.  When I…

Dystopia Schmopia

  Growing up, there was a park and some tennis courts at the end of my street. Many evenings, my dad and I used to head over to play tennis after dinner. Although I took lessons and he didn’t, by virtue of his age and experience, he was a better player than I was. No…