Now, I'm sure there are LOTS of things I do that grate on your nerves from time to time. Like maybe how when I blog I completely disregard the rule that sentences must be complete thoughts. Subject and verb. Often I make phrases into sentences. Sometimes my sentences are merely a word. For example. That. Might. Annoy you. What right! Do I have? BUTCHERER of the English language. BAD, BAD GRAMMARIAN. Sucky linguist. That's what I am. How. Dare. I. Do that.
Fine. Cool. Swell sweathearts.
Because here's a pet peeve I'm going to let you in on that YOU do from time to time. Tell me how busy you are. Sorry I haven't blogged in awhile....we've been so busy.....Lately it's been so busy I just haven't had the time to update.....I'm so busy! Just busy busy busy!
Dude. We all get it. We're all running around like crazy muthas. I get that you must have been doing something else! You super important somebody! Hence the lack of posts! So.
I'm getting to my point. YES! And that is to say....it's been FOUR DAYS since my last little composition. A lifetime! I don't have the problem of lacking material for the blog. Quite the opposite. Every day there are, like, a hundred stories I could tell--and I have to choose ONE. I suppose I could always do stream-of-consciousness-type posts--but I happen to consider us friends. WE'RE PALS! And good friends should not prattle endlessly on and on about themselves (sometimes, but not always). Posts should have PURPOSE. So, it suffices to say--I'VE BEEN BUSY.
Now I've done it. I said it. I've broken my own rule. Not only am I a wretched writer, I'm also a hypocrite.
Groan.
Might as well go for the gusto and give you a stream-of-consciousness post too. You still with me? Well. Okay.
Now, my stream is numbered. Keep up.
ONE. MY FIRST HYPNOBIRTHING CLASS.
Was awesome. A complete success. It felt so good to share the information I have with other pregnant ladies. Something special happens when PASSION collides with WORK. Wanna know? WORK turns into FUN. FUN is registered and processed by your heart and your mind as JOY. Teaching this course makes me O SO HAPPY. I'm loving my decision to GO FOR IT. I really hope HypnoBirthing catches on in Louisville.
TWO. MY NAME WAS PICKED FROM A DRAWING AND I WON THIS:

Back in June, we attended a fair called Birth in the Bluegrass. Lots of booths and vendors and whatnot. One such whatnot was a company promoting FIRE SAFETY. I entered to win a trip to Disney World. A week ago, I got a call saying that we did not win the trip. WE HAD, HOWEVER, won a free in-home fire safety presentation and a BIKE!
Long story somewhat short. We geared the kids up for this person's presentation. Talked it up. He's going to tell us about FIRE SAFETY! He's going to show us a video! It's going to be FUN! And educational. I really thought this was about the kids. FOR THE KIDS. That it would be fun.
You guys. It turned out to be a TWO HOUR presentation. NOT remotely for the kids, but for Mitchell and me. Yes, it was informative. BUT NO! We don't want to buy any FIRE EXTINGUISHERS for our house--though your presentation has left me lots to worry about now in the way of FIRES, since you proved to me statistically it's not a matter of IF, it's a matter of WHEN our home will go up in a furious blaze. Thank you. Mitchell and I continuously swapped out of the presentation tending to the various needs of our three--and exchanged some pretty fierce LOOKS with each other--until the end when he brought out that sweet bike. WORTH IT.
But! Did you catch the problem in that picture above? The TINY issue?
If you guessed that there is just ONE BIKE. Instead of two. You'd be correct. TWO boys, ONE bike, HEADACHE.
THREE. WE'VE BEEN DOING PARKS LIKE NOBODY'S BUSINESS.


Take out dinners and the picnic tables at Seneca are a perfect match.We've even branched out and tried a new locale. BERNHEIM FOREST. It was lovely and we will go back. Especially this Fall.






I'm not very good at ending stream-of-consciousness posts. Maybe because MY STREAM OF CONSCIOUSNESS DOES NOT END!
But I am thinking about Fall now...jeans, hoodies, down, down, yellow and brown, the leaves are falling all over town.....
.....and as always I'm sure we will STAY BUSY.
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