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Tuesday Evening Daybook


Outside my window...

Still completely daylight at 8:00 pm. A wind is whipping up, making me wonder if we might not get a little summer shower before bedtime.

 I am thinking... 

about ever so much. Sunday, my mom gave me some terrible news. A childhood friend of mine lost her son in a motorcycle accident. My heart immediately broke for her. A mama should not outlive her children. Of course, Mama Mary did too and I pray that my friend may find comfort in Our Lady's arms.


I have been in a very sad mood ever since and I can't seem to shake it.


 I am thankful for....

 ...my family.

...knitting needles that keep my hands and mind busy and my anxieties at bay.

 ...my husband who loves me.
 
 From the lesson plans...

  Jack will probably finish up this week. Anna, on the other hand, has at least 4 more weeks of work. To finish or call it finished, that is the question!


 From the kitchen... 
Lots of salami, cheese, and crackers. Simple. Yummy.

Lots of broken dishes. The marble floor has claimed lots of my corelle, wine glasses, and other things. I keep saying I want to pare down, and things keep breaking, so I guess I am being somewhat successful!

I am wearing... 

One of my favorite dresses from Modcloth and bare feet.

 I am creating... 

a bunny for a new baby of a friend. An apron for me for holding clothespins while I hang the laundry on the line. I have plans to start a quilt soon.

 I am planning... 

to be better organized for the new school year in the fall. I have been reading and contemplating and praying. Lots of praying about being a better homeschool mama.

 I am reading... 

 I just started "The Diary of a Country Priest" for the second time. I didn't make it too far the first attempt. I still am having trouble getting into this story.



 I am reading "Pippi Longstocking" to the kids.



 I am hearing... 

 ...the wind in the trees.

 ...the kid's movie I let them watch so I could type.



 Around the house...

I still have a few odds and ends that I don't quite know where they belong. I am waiting for Amazon to deliver a slip cover for my favorite chair and ottoman that has definitely seen better days.

 I am going...

 ...to try and straighten up a bit since we will be having our first overnight guest tomorrow!

I am praying for...

 ...all those on my list of intentions.

...my friend who lost her son.





 Picture of the Day... 
the apron I made.

Comments

  1. I'm sorry for your friend, and for you. I guess it probably brings your own loss to the fore. :-( I remember you often in my prayers after Communion.

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    1. It does remind me of our own tragedy, but really, my heart really felt broken for my friend, knowing the pain she is going to have to endure.

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  2. Love your apron. I bet you look too cute in it!

    Do you find that external influences affect your moods more as you get older? Things I used to let run off my back before, really affect me lately. I used to think my mom was crazy when she didn't want to watch sad films or read books with troubled characters. She wanted to live in a rosey world. But, I am becoming more like that and sad news, especially when it's real life, it really sticks with me.

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    1. I know what you mean Barbara. I know I am more sensitive, maybe because we have experienced more of these things ourselves and know how hard life is to bear sometimes.

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  3. So sorry for your friend...
    Prayers.

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  4. So sorry for the loss of your friend's son. Losing any child, no matter the age, is always horrible. I'm going to vote that you just call Anna "done". I had a small pile of grading that I needed to get finished to close out the year for the boys and I finally just went into Homeschool Tracker and checked them as complete and called it a year. Because 3rd and 5th grade....! :)

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    1. I will probably call some subjects and finish others. Math, since she needs the practice. Reading because we are both loving the Father Brown Reader! Grammar because she definitely needs practice! Social studies is a study of the state you are living in. Well, we aren't! So there, no need to finish up!

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