Outside my window...baskets of laundry, clean and dirty (our laundry is outside) and a single blooming yellow rose
I am thinking... that all this algebra has to be useful for something- right? My big girls are studying things that I don't remember forgetting...
I am thankful...for my mildy awful body, riddled with (mild) lupus, chronic fatigue, the battle scars of having four children...the human body is still amazing even when we don't look like super models!
In the kitchen...avocado, tomato, lettuce, chicken, blue cheese on toast...even though I am trying to eliminate dairy...not so easy...
I am wearing...pink!
I am creating... a healthier pumpkin spice drink...recipe in a few days
I am going...to force some family to come for the holidays- it is only 900 miles for some of them!
I am wondering...why some people are so bitter and unforgiving. It is not my story to tell- but can you pray for the soul of A and for the consolation of J? They were in the cross-hairs of a lot of evil.
I am reading...Flannery O'Connor's "A Good Man is Hard to Find"- my stomach is still queasy!
I am hoping...that I can figure out how to get pdf files into my blog posts...Blogger doesn't like that
I am looking forward to...seeing the illustrations for my Byzantine alphabet e-book
I am learning...“Art never responds to the wish to make it democratic; it is not for everybody; it is only for those who are willing to undergo the effort needed to understand it."- Flannery O'Connor
Around the house...big girls are working on Alegebra, Boy is drawing a picture and we are being entertained by Baby Girl's playtime- turning crayons into family characters. I guess boys typically turn everything into guns (not really my boy, he'll turn a crayon into a car) and girls turn everything into dolls.
I am pondering...“You shall know the truth and the truth shall make you odd.” - Miss Flannery, of course...
A favorite quote for today..."Everyone must leave something behind when he dies, my grandfather said. A child or a book or a painting or a house or a wall built or a pair of shoes made. Or a garden planted. Something your hand touched some way so your soul has somewhere to go when you die, and when people look at that tree or that flower you planted, you’re there." Ray Bradbury, October is his month
Some of my favorite things...children in dance shoes, a baby girl living in her leotard with tutu skirt, kids painting there paper mache ornaments, Christian radio
A few plans for the rest of the week: life, as usual, and trying to continue my two '31 days' series- less Lupus, More Life and A Byzantine Child's ABC
A peek into my day...well...a peek into what I wish this day was like! We are not at the beach...we are knee-deep in renovations and unpacking and homeschooling...
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