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Saturday, September 16, 2006
it's a beautiful life really.
Don't mind me; I'm always a little bit this way when summer starts to end. I went for a walk with the kids yesterday. It was about 65 degrees, blue sky, puffy white clouds, bright sun on a clean world, with brisk clean air that felt good going into my lungs. I literally shouted what a wonderful day! as we were walking. More than once. It's a good thing I don't have to care if people think I'm crazy. Or maybe I should say if they know I'm crazy. A little bit anyway.
I made apple pork for supper. The oven warming the house during the afternoon was a good thing for a change, and the hearty food was exactly what we all wanted.
We split wood in the evening -- 'we' being mostly LT and myself, because T is still on light duty (although he feels better than he has in ages). LT is actually quite good at splitting wood. He's getting really broad shoulders and a deep chest, and now instead of standing as tall as the level of my chin, he's up to my nose (and I'm tall). I'm putting my money on him passing me up in height when he is... twelve. And I foresee plenty of maul-swinging for him in that time and beyond; the reason we started this particular job yesterday was that he was having, shall we say, anger issues, and I remembered how when I was his age, a little bit of woodshed time had been an excellent vent for the kind of pent-up frustration that would otherwise have caused much intrafamily conflict*. LT found the technique equally effective, and I think we will probably be using it rather a lot over the next, say, eight years. Good thing we have a woodstove.
* (Plus when people had been mean to me at school I could come home and do a little bit of imaginative play. Quite satisfying really.)
Next week we're supposed to be in the low 80's again, so I'm going to take the kids to the valley today while it's still brisk and lovely, and we'll do some necessary shopping (I need new clothes, and I actually feel like shopping for new clothes, and we actually have the money for some new clothes, so I am going to capitalize on this rare confluence of events), and we may walk along the creek too, and look for turtles and trains. life. is. good.
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I remember when I was mad I would go out and dig post holes for Mike. He always needed a post hole for something ;-) I wish we could go shopping together, sigh.
Posted by: Jenn at September 16, 2006 07:21 PM
Hey - I'm SO glad things are going so well for you right now! Strangely enough, I'm experiencing that same "life is good" phenomenon. I LOVE when it's almost fall.....except we aren't experiencing the same blissful weather you are.
Anyway, just wanted to say her and I'm thinking of ya. Love you!
Posted by: Susan at September 17, 2006 12:09 PM
So at 10, LT is probably taller than me already (I'm 5'2"). I guess I may as well get used to it: as we're moving to the Netherlands, I may well spend the next year or so not being able to see over anyone's shoulders.
Posted by: dichroic at September 18, 2006 08:59 AM
