You know those books where the character you’re rooting for makes a bad decision and you just want to jump into the book and shake them by the shoulders and point out their folly? This book was kind of like that, except I wanted to jump into the book and hug the main character and tell her: it’s okay, you’re not the only person who feels that way and it will get better, I promise.
Category Archives: Parenting
Jump at the Sun, by Kim McLarin
A mommy moment
So, here in Ann Arbor Mich we have our very own Rock Band School. It’s run by this guy, whom I’ve known since he was a little kid running around with my best friend’s younger brother. Rock Band School is pretty neat. They offer private and group (i.e. rock band) lessons. They arrange gigs, they have workshops on how to promote your band, how to set up your stuff on the stage, how to feed the band for $10 (“nutrition for starving musicians”) and how to withstand what they euphemistically call “the pressures” of being a rock star. :)
Oy!
This has been a crazy month, absolutely crazy. Way too much going on. And over a hundred unread posts piled up in my bloglines… I would like to be able to say I’m going to catch up with everything this week but I already know that’s not going to happen. In fact I doubt whether I’ll be doing much blogging at all this fall.
Challenge
Veronica over at Toddled Dredge has issued a terrific reading challenge: read the book that the movie was based on. The Disney movie, that is. Who among us never labored under the delusion that we wouldn’t let our kids see the movies before they read the books? I still can’t believe I let my kids watch the Narnia movie… *sigh* But that’s the story of parenting, isn’t it? The best-laid plans…
Praise the Lord!
That was my friend Sarah’s response when I told her how good I’ve been feeling lately. I haven’t felt this good in ten and a half years. I have unbelievable (for me) energy; in fact, I’ve been averaging about 5 hours of sleep per night and I’m not at all tired. I feel like I’ve been born anew. My senses are alive, my brain is whirling, I’ve been thinking and writing and listening and feeling — feeling like myself again. Hello, Julie!
A huge sigh
of relief!
I dropped Daniel off at preschool this morning. His first day. When I left, he said “Bye, Mom” and kept on playing.
And now I’ve got the house to myself. At least until noon.
Mishmash
Boy, if anyone actually reads this I will be shocked. I haven’t managed to visit one single other blog since we returned from camp. My blogroll is positively dusty. I am sorry about that. It’s not from lack of interest.
