Tidbits and Voodoo.

 

Another one from the archives. Wyatt loves his yoga! 2007 was so much fun, its no wonder I was inspired to start blogging that year!

Random things:

When did the English language authorities [or typographers] change the rule about leaving two spaces after a period when you are continuing with a new sentence? Are you aware of this? This is huge. I was working with Renee last weekend, assisting with some homework, [not that she actually needed my help, I think I was more for moral support] and in her workbook the sentences were structured that way and the punctuation was highlighted with only one dot between sentences and we thought that was strange. Then, yesterday I was browsing this website Typography for Lawyers [via How About Orange] and the writer made a special effort to point out this rule about not leaving more than one space! Wha?

I have never, not one time, been early with my Christmas cards. I found some I liked yesterday and come December 1st, I may be ready.

Sarah got a camera for her birthday and so I have not yet sent mine in for repairs. I am stalking cameras already and I am so tempted to just buy one for myself.

I have been swimming every day [except yesterday] for about a month and a half now. I'm not just an ordinary casual swimmer anymore. I'm a real swimmer. Wish I could swim all year, but it will be getting cold soon. The last day we swam in our pool last year was September 30.

I finally, after a whole year of deluding myself into thinking that I could fix my broken shredder, got a new one. Now I'm a shredding maniac because I have about two years worth in my bin.

One of the things I love about getting older, yes you read that correctly, is the clarity and the depth of awareness that is coming with it. At least that is my experience, and it's a very good thing. I am also making great improvements in my life in a very important area: patience. It feels good too, and so liberating. On occasion I still lose it, but overall I am doing a pretty fine job lately of keeping my cool.

We finally painted the girls room this summer. Instead of yellow walls and ceiling we have regular ceiling color and brown and pink walls that look fantastic! We also Craiglisted the furniture we had for that room and got bunk beds and dressers in black. It looks so great in there now. The girls had no problem settling into their new beds and we all love their room. What they need now is workspace and storage, not much more room in there so we need to get creative.

I still have TV. Still working up the courage to cancel it altogether. Nobody watches it. I think the only thing that is holding me back is Grey's Anatomy. I am weak! We do love the Netfilx through the Wii though. That will definitely stay if when we cancel cable.

I am reading! I'm trying to go old school and read more classics. I read Catcher in the Rye and I'm almost done with The Great Gatsby. Talk about extremes! I couldn't have picked two books that are more different in style and substance. Wow! Where else on earth could you ever have a reason to ponder this thought from Fitzgerald:

"Something was making him nibble at the edge of stale ideas as if his sturdy physical egotism no longer nourished his peremptory heart."

or this one:

"For a moment a phrase tried to take shape in my mouth and my lips parted like a dumb man's, as though there was more struggling upon them than a wisp of startled air. But they made no sound, and what I had almost remembered was uncommunicable forever."

I had to write these in my notebook from Salinger/Catcher:

"I know that sounds mean to say, but I don't mean it mean."

and

"It's partly true, too, but it isn't all true. People always think something's all true."

I don't believe in voodoo, however, if any of my kids begin to complain of strange pains, I might have to search for a remedy. This week, Emily lost a new knee pad after a volleyball game, Wyatt lost his new soccer ball, and Sarah's new Pokemon binder was stolen out of her backpack at school. Eva hasn't lost anything yet and I lose things everyday so I am not counting myself here.

I'm going for another cup of coffee, a swim, and hopefully getting some work done before the magic of Friday gets too far away from me. I do believe in certain kinds of magic, oh and miracles too.

Just noticed this! Even this blogger publisher is automatically changing my old fashioned [who knew?] two space between sentences style to single space! I never noticed that sneaky little thing. [I know that sounds mean to say, but I don't mean it mean.]