Elena 
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I am thinking…
Today is my second son’s 25th birthday.
If I thought watching my first baby turn 25 made me feel old, watching my second baby hit that milestone makes me feel almost ancient. Of course, an arthritic knee (OMG, I can’t believe I just typed that) makes me feel pretty old too.
I wrote about Sam’s birth a few years back.
I am thankful…
that even at 25, he is willing to come over to his parents’ house and have pizza with some of his friends and some cake. I’m thankful he lets me put all of his baby pictures out and that he is good natured about it.
I’m also thankful that he is letting his dad and me be part of his life and his future plans. He may not touch base often, but he doesn’t want to lose touch and that means the world to me.
I am pondering…
I found my Medical Assistant Certificate! I certified so long ago the AAMA couldn’t even find me. And now I’m wondering if I really want to pursue renewing the certificate and finding part-time work as a medical assistant.
I’m also pondering a reaction I had last week to seeing two people from my past. These were two people I had conflicts with before. We run in concentric circles that are bound to overlap from time to time. Last week I saw each person at a funeral – two different funerals in fact. So I suppose it was inevitable. Yet when that happened last week I had a visceral response – like touching an electric wire and experiencing a serious jolt to my system.
Why would that be all of these years later? The only thing I can think of is that both of these people in some way or manner tried to hurt one of my children. My interactions with them have somehow become so entrenched in my memory that just seeing them triggers an involuntary flight or fight response. It’s a little unnerving.
One of my Favorite Things…
Baby pictures of my kids. Sam at 3 months old.
I am hearing…
the hum of the computer and Mr. Pete talking to me about heading over to the flip house to work.
In the kitchen…
Mr. Pete made Parmesan Chicken and it was good!
I am wearing…
Gray pants and a purple long-sleeved workout shirt and gray hoodie. I wore this to physical therapy today.
I am going…
- Upper body workouts and core for now until my knee is back to normal.
- Physical therapy twice a week for a while.
- add some additional novenas next year with the help of PrayMoreNovenas.com
- to cut my carbs via the Wheat Belly Total Health: The Ultimate Grain-Free Health and Weight-Loss Life Plan recommendations
and Intermittent Fasting.
- Preparing my general science lesson for Wednesday. We are studying bones, muscles and skin. I have to debone 8 chicken legs before Wednesday.
- Make good use out of my planner from CatholicSistas. I finally got the entire thing copied and put into a binder. I am not an affiliate- I just like their product!
- Keep practicing my recital pieces. I’m getting together with the harpsichordist for the first time this week.
From the Learning Rooms…
My Granddaughter is in the Five-in-a- Row curriculum at Co-op and we try to follow through on the days she is with me.
This week in Five-in-a-Row they will be reading
Maryrose:
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Rosie is also taking a writing class online using the Once Upon a Time Saint series as the writing
prompt.
We have a schedule! Rosie writes her history paper every Monday based on what she has read in her history the week before. Also on Monday, she reads her assignment in Once Upon a Saint. Then on Tuesday she writes her assignment for that class and turns in her paper. Thursday is for revisions.
This semester she is also going to do drama. She has to write a paper for art history this week as well.
A quote to share…
When I was desperately looking for ways to help Calvin learn to read, the Writer’s Jungle by Bravewriter’s Julie Bogart was a source of great inspiration to me. This year, I’m going to be sharing some of my favorite parts that really helped me teach my kids to write – from the absolute most recalcitrant writer to the kid who has prose and poetry just dripping out of her!
We must learn to regard people
less in the light of what they do
or omit to do, and more in the
light of what they suffer.
—Dietrich Bonhoeffer
Letters and Papers from Prison
Feminism is mixed up with a muddled idea that women are free when they serve their employers but slaves when they help their husbands.— G. K. Chesterton (@GKCdaily) January 20, 2018