Yahoo! It is party time over at Living to Tell the Story. Congratulations to Suzanne on her 100th installment of Friday’s Fave Five! I’m a relative newcomer to this meme but I have to say that it is something that I look forward to every week even if my week has been pretty crummy. In fact, I look to it most when I’ve had a crummy week because the moments I find to post about remind me of how truly blessed I really am. I look forward to many more beautiful moments and sharing them with you.
My moments from this week
1. Sunny Afternoons. Cuddling ooey gooey babies. Reading to my daughter. Playing games on the deck with my beautiful son.
2. Our new deck…..
3. The Man who built our deck. I love you, Hun.
5. More Perfection.
just perfect for taking a snooze.
Ruadhán’s thoughts on the matter.
You’ve got to be kidding me.
Nope, not happening.
if you insist.
In the night I am a writer. The words that stream through my consciousness are poetic. They flow, full of life, tumbling forward in a rush, longing to be put to paper.
Unfortunately, by morning, they have slipped away….
We love books, we have an abundance of books. We had bins of Mike’s favorites any my favorites from childhood. Then with homeschooling and all the various courses we’ve taken over the years we’ve been accumulating more and more books. Bins and bins of books. Unfortunately, because they were inaccessible, they were not being used as much as they could have been and we spent much too much time digging through bins looking for what we needed.
Thankfully, my sweet man decided that it was time for some book shelves. But before there was order, there was even more chaos! In order to have room for the new shelves we had to empty a tall storage unit that wasn’t particularly organized. Then seeing as we has stuff all over the livingroom alread we decided to find homes for ALL our things that didn’t have a place of their own.
It wasn’t pretty!
I took over a week to get through everything but we mostly have things looking the way that we would like right now. We have two newly built bookcases that house most of our novels, textbooks, homeschooling materials, and boardgames. Each shelf is mostly ordered by topic so that everyone knows where they need to be looking.
My favorite has to be the homeschooling closet, though. We’d originally had a shelf dedicated to the homeschooling books that we use on a daily/weekly basis but my children aren’t always terrible careful and I found myself cringing when they’d try to stuff their books back on the shelf and the corner of the cover would bend. As a book lover, I really love my books to stay really nice, and it was causing pain noticing the damage that was being inflicted on our books each day. So when Morgaine brought me out a closet organizer that we had at our old house I knew exactly what I wanted to do with it. We’d managed to free up one of the two closets in the house and it happened to be in our homeschooling room so that it was perfect for my plan.
These are the books that we use on a weekly/daily basis (theoretically) all organized one topic per section. The books are easily piled and aren’t getting damaged with use. It’s pretty much my dream come through. Now if only we were organized enough with our homeschooling to actually get to each subject each week!
I guess it will all be ready when we start fresh in September!
I’m hoping you are all having a lovely mid-summer week! This week has been filled with lots of really yummy moments and advancing projects. I’ll have lots to blog about once I happen to get a moment with two hands available but, until then, here are 5 of my favorites. Hop on over to Living to Tell the Story and share the best of your week.
1. I can see clearly now. Those of you that know Mike and I in person know that our glasses were in bad shape. I am pleased to say that that is no more. I can read to the children without feeling dizzy and sick from the distorted lens (from Mike melting it while trying to fix my frames which ended up being held together with thread in the end). YAHOO!!! My glasses were really, REALLY bad and I had no idea what I was missing!
2. This Ol’ House.
Our house has been a splotchy burgundy red since we’ve arrived and we’ve finally found a colour that covers really well. We were out picking vegetables a few days ago and Liam said that we could use all our vegetables to make deserts and soups and open the Green House Cafe. So if you are in the neighbourhood and want to stop in we’d love to serve you.
3. Being back on WordPress. I thought having two separate blogs would help me explore some ideas and feel more free to post about things besides parenting and homeschooling but in the end I neglected both blogs because it felt like I was cutting myself in two trying to please two different groups of people so I’m back and I’m happy and I’m writing for ME!
4. Chaos. Oh, and taming the chaos. This will be a post of it’s own but lets just say that no one has sat down much in the last week and the results are good, not perfect but good, real good.
They are yummy and healthy. Who doesn’t love blueberries?
Well now, I don't roll my eyes and I am certainly not a prophet so I cannot describe a dream that was prophetic in nature. The last I heard, I haven't been selected to receive divine information from God, Gaea, or anyone else for that matter. My dreams don't come true (thank goodness or there'd be a lot of people covered in pumpkin pie or turkey bits). The closest I've come is dreaming that one of my children are sick and wake up to find that one is running to the washroom to be ill. Probable the rumbly in my tummy before bed has more to do with that, and if my kids were ill every time I dreamed about them puking they'd never be well….yes, pleasant dreams I have.
Now, deja vu, I have ALL THE TIME and I like to take that as a little sign that all is going exactly as planned and that is good enough for me. Prophetic dreams would take the fun out of things, wouldn't they? However, I suppose dreams are a gateway to our deepest desires and fears so it might actually do good to heed them and make them prophetic in hind sight. I dream of living in a house in the middle of the forest all by myself. Perhaps it would do good to take a hike along a stream or even spend a couple hours by myself. If I do that, it doesn't mean that I'm psychic, it means that I'm listening to what's being said and that's the best one can do.
I prefer the deep sigh and shaking of the head. I could think of a million and one reasons to shake my head and say, “What is wrong with people.” I won’t bore you. Circular reasoning is a biggie for me, though. You want to argue, sure, but enough with the circular reasoning!
It might even make me roll my eyes!