Friday Night Confessions

I have to confess . . .

I am horrible at weeding. I recognize that it needs to be done, but they get out of control easily, and I must have special weeds with thorny bases that make my hands bleed. Seriously. They're insane.

I have also been blogging for an entire year on wordpress, and I've never once linked it on our blog here. One crazy day last summer, I suggested to management that our organization should blog because "It would be AWESOME!" I think I had one person on board with the idea, so I just starting building it up behind the scenes. About six months later, I showed the staff again what I had made, and they looked at me like I was a weiner. They didn't get it. And they wouldn't write for it which made it senseless because then it really was just my blog with their name on it. However, I am relentless. I still think it's a good direction for our mission. So I continue to pull material from our old newsletters and handouts. Over the last couple of months, I've been posting tips to keep boredom at bay. And when I return home, I have been putting them to use with the girls. Today, El filled a big container with water outside, and she found an old sponge brush, and the Bee went to town painting a hopscotch cross, painting the railings and painting leaves. They had so much fun! It was easy, not messy, free, and totally open-ended. I think they ended up doing a big finale and throwing the water all over the driveway. (To the joy of the weeds which I wish would just die on their own.)

It feels good to have that off my chest. Speaking of other things that haunt me, I have resurrected the Cobblestone Sweater that I intended to give J for Christmas last year, and I have been plugging away at it vigorously. I wouldn't be surprised if it is ready to wear for September!

Happy Friday, friends.

N