Seems to be alot of changes happening all at once. Taught playwriting in Nathan and Emma's class, sweated the first day, did okay the rest. Teaching piano lessons, sweated the first day, then realized 2 months later now as the kid is sitting upside down on the bench talking about her day that maybe I'm not that good a teacher. But at least I'm not sweating. (She's actually doing great. Just did her first performance. Disney Concert Hall. Or her living room at a birthday party. For those of you with no imagination.)
Losing our boarder girl who keeps her animals at our house. I think I caused it. Got tired of having to unchain everything to get through the barn. Hard, though, because I get attached to people. I like to feed people. I like to nurture. I also like to cut people loose with no mercy.
3 guys dug a 4000 dollar hole in our front yard so we could flush our toilets again. The trench and the pile of dirt kept the kids entertained for two days. Everyone should have a trench.
Went to the snow so we could have pictures of the kids in snow. I am terrible at leaving the house, anxiety driving someplace far (almost 2 hours!!) to sleep someplace weird. How will I ever manage it??? Then we get there and wait it's beautiful here. Look at the blue sky. There's a blue bird. Every drink we have has snow in it. The mountain is a natural crushed ice machine. I can live anywhere. I am free.
Lilly built her first snowman and did not want it to have dirt hair even though dirt hair looks AWESOME. Nathan and Emma sledded and played with their best buddies (whose cabin it was) and we made food and knitted and watched movies. Nathan is getting so big that when he walks down the hall I sometimes think he's Barry. Hulking, bulky, 10 year old. There are going to be people taller than me in the house.
Life jet-rockets by. My boarder taught me how to knit and now I'm trying to knit a sling to stop time. Gonna need more yarn.
