saturday *sigh*

I was going to post this in black and white but with those baby blues...how could I? this is gorgeous Ruby at eight months.

*pic by her mom,Audrey

come on get happy

it's Friday. nuf said.

speak now

isn't it amazing that by simply speaking to a colleague of mine at work...I now have an extra hour in my day for prep work and planning. ask and you shall receive.

love, love, love

If you don't click on my shop's website or shop (and why don't you, silly goose?!) you might have missed the newest tees that we have. LOVE is a favorite and this pic was fun to do over the holidays- with Megan, Nicole, and Audrey (that would be my son's GF, son's GF and my daughter). The sun was blinding and the air was crisp...and this was Christmas Day!

take two

Yesterday was one of those days at work that I thought "this is crazy to be doing all this for the pennies that come in on my paycheck" and was going to make my pity bed and take a good long nap in it. Ever have one of those days?
But then I happened to see "Oprah- Behind the Scenes" on her new station--have you seen any shows? Basically cameras are following Oprah in her last season of taping and showing you what goes on behind the show.
Anyone that knows me KNOWS I love this end of a show or a production. You can have your confetti, your dancers, your audience...but I want to know the inner workings; the guts of how it all came together and this did not disappoint.
In a nutshell the people who work at HARPO (and Oprah herself) tell of how putting on a great show is a sacrifice to your life (time and relationships outside of work) and you have to give it your all to give a great show that people will remember (and yes; these people do make a few more zeros on their paychecks then I do) ...but the point is; they wanted to do their best not only for Oprah but for the audience who they had never met but did not want disappoint.
So today I will go in and put on a great show for the kids at my school and do my best so they will remember.

the dance

monday, monday. back to reality. Make it a good week and enjoy the dance.

thinking...

Thinking about how if my school started at 10AM instead of 8AM I would be a much happier morning person. On the upside; the kids should be ready to learn and we're into the 2nd semester of school which is just crazy how the first semester flew by.

During the Christmas break we cleaned out our attic. Everyone was rummaging,donating, or keeping their memories for the future.
I happened across a diary I wrote when my kids were very young. When my kids were young??! Reading the pages made me think how young I was! It felt like I was reading someone else's words and expressions.
My handwriting was even different - more structured, controlled , and stayed within the lines (um...stressed?!) Today my handwriting is BIG, curvy, confident, and I don't really believe in lines anymore.

At first I was going to toss it. to get rid of it. I wasn't that person anymore. Thankfully my husband reminded me of how great it is to have such a memory...to see how we grow, how we can improve with age. Suddenly I see.