My Pip. She has a little cold. Her big sis Tabs is home again with a sore throat and cough. However, it is very mild and I hope she will return to school tomorrow. Needless to say, our swim night is cancelled until all are well. It is just as well as I have to have Mistaya at drama rehearsal in make-up and curled hair for 5:30. And I must send her with a supper to-go. Tonight I am making club house sandwiches and sweet potato fries. Easy.
This weekend my girls and I will start our pot garden on our balcony. Also, I am planting perhaps 100 sunflowers on our back slope.
I am in a confused state of mind as I am not ready to plan out my thesis in detail until I am finished my classes…I guess I better discuss this with my supervisor. I need the time to figure it all out. I am not sure I am ready to nail it down yet. I just do not have the time. Every spare minute I spend on my class. Three children take up a lot of time. And they are unpredictable with their wants. Take today: Tabs decided to stay home. The school phoned and said it was picture day. I had to drop Pip at day care, drive Tabs to school and then pick her up again at lunch, which took a least 1/2h + out of my work time. Pip’s day care teacher’s son was in the same predicament so I drove him to school too.
Mistaya is busy all weekend with her play, thus PJ and I will be staying close to home as she is our one and only babysitter. And we must be available to drive her to and from the performances.
I admit it, working on classes takes too much time. I am longing to be able to spend more time on my passions: writing and painting.
Will meditate tonight–saw a picture of a woman on a pilgrimage in Tibet, she was walking around Mnt. Kawagebo– a sacred Buddhist site. I SO want to got to India and Tibet. But alas, schooling first. This is how I am feeling, little tired of my class (it is the most boring one yet) and so longing to have the time to get on with my passions in life. But I cannot travel the world on fairy dust, and this is why I am going to graduate school–to advance my career. And then hopefully my pockets will be filled with more than just fairy dust.
And speaking of fairies, we have a resident fairy in our home. Her name is Larch, she is actually a brownie. My girls have been communicating with her for years, she usually writes back and always drinks the chocolate milk they leave for her.
Miranda
what ever happened to the yummy mummytrip 2009?
and no pilgrimages to the holy land for you?
only study study study?
who are you!?
Melissa Mix Hart
I’m here, feeling blue this month. Yucky class and the media’s hysteria over swine flu have got to go! I want to pilgrimage. So as soon as you arrive in K let us plan the pilgrimage to the holy land 😀