I’m feeling pretty good about myself (and not just because I reached a new low weight). No, I’m feeling fine because I have accomplished these things today:
1) Prepared homemade spaghetti sauce which bubbles in the Crockpot as we speak.
2) Supervised the boys’ schooling without once threatening to send them to public school. (Okay, only once. But still.)
3) Changed the sheets on my bed. Flannel is my friend.
4) Washed, dried and folded four loads of laundry.
5) Cleaned up the kitchen. Again.
6) Allowed three small children to paint with tempera paint and even labeled their finished projects in pencil for archival purposes.
7) Had a telephone conference with my supervising public school teacher.
8) Coordinated schedules with my husband and subsequently made an appointment for a haircut, and different appointment with my colorist who makes housecalls for another time.
I needed these appointments quite desperately, which explains why I agreed to an 8:15 a.m. appointment on Saturday for my haircut and a 7:30 p.m. appointment for the highlights on a Tuesday night.
(The reason I needed these appointments is really quite remarkable and also sort of freaks me out. And I can’t talk about it anymore, so don’t ask.
I am dying to talk about it, though, and at the same time, mortified that I will have to go through with this thing that is happening. On one hand, I want to call someone to hold my hand, but on the other hand, I’m telling myself to just Grow Up. I’m a grown-up, right? I can handle this.)
Anyway, I was feeling pretty fine about my day until I started talking about That Thing I Can’t Talk About. And now, I’m a little anxious. You’ll have to excuse me while I go fret.
(Don’t forget to go visit Brandie and say hello.)
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You have beautiful hair regardless of how it gets that way.
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I will hold your hand!
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You are a horrible tease!
I love flannel sheets, too. I was going to put them on, but we are going to get up past eighty this week, so I think I will wait just a little bit longer.
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I don’t know how you do it!!!
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Ooh, when do we get to know the secret?? And congratulations on your day–that is one long list!
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Mel,
You are a real-life superwoman.
I bow to thee.
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You’re one amazing woman! And I’m envious. A colorist who makes house calls. Unbelievable. :):)
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Hmmm…I think I might know what your big secret is! But, then again, I’m probaby reading waaaaaayyy too much into things! (I do that a lot.) Anyway, I can’t wait to see if I’m right!!
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Good luck with the “thing which must not be named.” Sounds like something fresh out of Harry Potter!
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you know we are all guessing what you won’t talk about… going gray??, bubble gum in it??, ???… who knows. Waiting for you to spill the beans. 🙂
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Enjoy your speaking engagement!! (guessing) or your crowning, or your date with those people, or the magnificent cruise awarded you by a grateful congregation.
Yes you are teasing…and so am I, but not so much. ~~!!!~~~
We all want to know, please.
xxxx
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You are so mean to tease us like that! I’m guessing we won’t get to know for a while since your hair appointments aren’t even until Friday and Tuesday…Ugh!
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Meany!!! 🙂
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Well, it seems like since “the thing that must not be named” involves improving your appearence … congratulations must be in order.
Can’t wait to find out WHY I’m congratulating you, though.
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