Can’t lie. November I am so glad to see you gone. Sure, we had some moments; but all in all, November you were much too harsh.
Every time someone suggests that I just need to get over it and accept that that man and the ilk he has surrounded himself with will be leading our country I will gladly pull up their timeline over the last EIGHT YEARS on social media. Twenty-three days later and it just feels all the more frightening to imagine that this is really real.
Twenty-three really is lovely!
So is five.
Still November, you were mostly awful. I will say goodbye choosing to focus on the brief moments of good rather than all the gray haired times that you have wrought.
Wind warns November’s done with.
The blown leaves make bat-shapes,
Web-winged and furious.
~ Sylvia Plath
This week in Epic Mom Fails, I sent my kid to school sick. Me, trying not to feed and encourage the Man-Cold Beast, assures him the occasional, dry cough over the holiday weekend is just allergies and he is fine…and he believes me! So off to school he goes Monday morning and the only thing I feel guilty about at the drop-off is the fact that it is 48° and he is wearing basketball shorts. That cough is just allergies.
Monday afternoon pick-up he is flushed, feverish and that cough is wheezy and rattly and, he reports, has been bugging him ALL DAY.
Why didn’t you come to the office and ask to go home?
You told me that it was allergies.
Epic. Mom. Fail.
And as I beat myself up with all the mom-guilt while we wait to see the pediatrician, he takes my hand and tells me that he hasn’t been this sick since he was in third grade. Actually the last time he was this sick, he was in sixth grade. But looking at that face I don’t have the heart to correct him. Plus I am trying to not to feed the Man-Cold Beast.
Those allergies are actually a raging sinus infection and bronchitis. My I-Am-A-Healthcare-Professional took a serious hit this afternoon.
It’s colds and flu season, y’all. get your flu shots and wash your hands early and often.
With the New Big Top means new adventures in holiday decorating because that is a thing. Of course the planning literally begins when viewing potential properties last Spring…imagining where to put up the big tree and what Griswold-crazy my darling husband will wrought. We both admitted that to one another this weekend as we started to slowly pull out The Big Top Christmas Crazy.
New Big Top, new adventures in holiday decorating, excuse us while we take our time because we have the time.
Except for Daniel because Daniel insists that the big tree can not have just lights. That is just wrong.
Holidays are about experiences and people, and tuning into what you feel like doing at the moment. Enjoy not having to look at your watch.
~ Evelyn Glennie
…or looking at your smart phone.
Goals! I have goals this holiday season.
I’ve been doing a lot of art since I was five. ~ Fallon
You can not even imagine all that she has accomplished since she turned five…six days ago.
I like cancelled plans, and empty bookstores. I like rainy days, and quiet coffee shops. I like messy beds and over-worn pajamas and binge watching Netflix and Amazon.
No, not Gilmore Girls.
Most of all, I like the small joys that a lazy, rainy, holiday weekend brings.This one was good, very good.