First and foremost I would like to thank everyone who has been reading my little blog and leaving such lovely comments and nominating me for awards. I am replying to each and every one of them – hence the delay. Thank you all so much for taking some precious time from your day and spending it with me!!
Next, I would like to thank every one who gave me their vote on moving to either Cape Cod or Myrtle Beach. They votes are still steadily coming in and I will certainly let you know what the general consensus is.
I have spent the nights last week studying for my first test in my gemology course – there is something so incredibly addicting about learning all the minutiae about something you’re passionate about. So, I guess I would describe myself as such – I have an insatiable thirst for knowledge and facts. I google EVERYTHING.
In my insatiable quest for learning new things, I have taught myself to make these pendants which are still in their “curing” stage for about 3 days. When they will be hard enough, I will wrap them with silver or gold and add some gemstones and they will go up for sale.
This series of all-nighters – studying and learning, however, had Bob – my devoted coffee maker working overtime all day and all night, and I just want to throw out a quick “thank you” to him for his unplugged support.
Lately, I have noticed some of my eggs have been slowly disappearing from the fridge. At first, I simply assumed that I have been just working too hard and not paying attention to my inventory. Well, I thought that only until I noticed my youngest sneaking one under her shirt and running into her bedroom with it. I followed her, my mind thinking automatically of the scrambled mess of raw eggs I was probably going to discover.
I watched as she bent down under her bed and pulled out a tangle of clothes. Carefully, opening it up, I could see a cluster of about 4 white eggs and I saw her touch each one as she counted softly. She then pulled out her newest egg, and kissing it gently, placed it with all the others. She wrapped up her package again, and slid her precious bundle back under the bed.
She almost pooped in her pants when she stood up and saw me watching her.
“I was saving the baby chicks,” she said, “I don’t want you to cook them up.”
Some of the perks of homeschooling are the ability to #1 – have field trips at the drop of a hat, and #2 – take advantage of shoulder and off-season deals on vacations – which, kinda ties in with #1, as the vacation also doubles as a field trip (every homeschool family knows you NEVER have time off from learning at home – everything is a learning opportunity).
So, I am REALLY looking forward to our upcoming impromptu vacation, and even though we are moving to the ocean shortly,
we I need to be pampered a little. So, my weekly grocery list will include, oatmeal, strawberries, cucumbers and yogurt – for the proper nourishment of my and the girls’ skin (NEVER too young to start taking care of your skin) – and, I suppose, we will eat the leftovers (which will probably be a shock to our systems as we have been living on a quite the bit of take-out and delivery this past week while I studied and worked).
I am so grateful that my daughters are all insatiable learners as well, they goggle everything and then get a kick stumping me – so today, while the girls all google and learn everything they can about our vacation destination, from history to local recipes, I will sit down with my youngest and help her learn about fertilization as well.
Sigh…I suppose the stork story isn’t going to work this time.