John and I are just sitting (laying) here in front of football. He’s typing a brief that’s due tomorrow while I tackle my back-to-school to-do list (or at least make a plan for when I can accomplish all of these things) and we both just said, “Hm, haven’t called my parents in a few weeks.” So just to let you know, we aren’t slacking off. We’re treading water right now and be patient with us.
Month: August 2012
It is a rainy Saturday morning and I am avoiding gearing up for a ridiculously busy day.
It has been an emotional week. The UnderToad has been lingering, and though I know my hormones are more to blame than anything, I can’t help but think several circumstances also contributed. There have, on the positive side, been some hidden gems of goodness sort of sprinkled throughout everything.
I have a friend here in Clemmons named Debbie.
Truth be told, though I met her over a year ago, I wouldn’t call us “close” friends. During the school year we see each other every Tuesday morning at Bible study. During the summer we seem to have our gym schedules aligned, so I might see her and chat three days a week from a treadmill.
The week after vacation is always difficult. We spent time last week in the mountains of NC with Grandma and Grandpa and then drove a little further west to Mimi and PopPop’s house, where we got to see both of my sisters (and Dragon). John came to the mountains, but left me on my own for the Tennessee trip.
The UnderToad 