|A Roman hair-do, complete with hairpiece.|
The hairdressers in Peachtree City have nothing to fear from me. I tried cutting Bailey's forelock. This is what happened:
P is still mad, even though I tried to fix it. At least it will grow out and we don't have a show soon.
Pilates is killing me while also making me stronger. I wonder which one will win. No, I will not post a picture of me doing Pilates!
I hate doing computer work, but I successfully registered the farm domain name and got my email set up. Next is to get Sandra's email going and also a basic website. Then I'll link to it.
M made Junior Beta Club. Yay!
Both boys were asked by a friend to be in his Eagle Scout ceremony. How thoughtful. They are thrilled.
I haven't knit anything in a while. I've been sewing when I can find a minute and I'm starting to do embroidery. I want to sew more but can't find the time. I want to write more but can't find the time. I wish I could buy an extra hour every day.
We are dog sitting my parents' Springer while they are on vacation. I have a couple of thoughts on this: first, Springers are absolutely adorable in groups. Chaz and Katie are ten times cuter together than they are individually. I don't know why. (That's just Chaz on his own. Hopefully I'll get a picture of the pair of them this week.) Second, I am so glad my parents are on vacation! I am glad they have the means and the health to go on such a great trip (to Italy, wow!). And I can't wait to see every single picture and hear about all the wonderful food.
Lots of things to weigh in on, politics- and culture-wise, but I don't want to do that yet. I do think that just because a woman is a stay-at-home mom doesn't mean that she lets her brain atrophy. I know that I have a far, far better feel for consumer prices than my husband, even though he runs a company. On the other hand, I don't think that all moms should stand together, either, just because we're moms. My identity as a mother is just one part of who I am.
Our memory verse for last week was an easy one to remember when the weather is so lovely:
This is the day that the LORD has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it. Psalm 118:24