This has literally exploded…

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I also run our department blog, and I posted a story about the home with more photos on it, to show everyone who contributed what the money went towards.

Well, I sent an email to everyone in the department, and copied some of the mgt of the company as well as the Marketing lady as I thought she would send it in for the company magazine.

Half an hour later, it just literally exploded. The company is going to take this on as a project, and we’re throwing them a Xmas party. I’m going to phone Hannah this morning to tell her, and to ask her for a wishlist.
We are possibly going to provide their medication and ongoing food donations etc.
We’re going to get the staff to volunteer to “adopt” a child which they will then buy Xmas pressies and birthday pressies for – and these guys have got money – it’s no longer just an IT thing, it’s now the whole of the company.

I really hope this works out.

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Seventeen hundred dollar week

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Yes. i’m sighing over dead dad again. click the pearls to the left and head to 704 if you want funnay. victoria brought it with her post today.

my dad lived in the same town for thirty years and now 90 percent of his things are divided between 3 storage units in that town.

while i sit in the dark and write, Prof stands by those units watching people load all of that stuff into a truck.

and that truck will bring all that stuff to my garage.

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Painting the Porch

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the crazy lady on the block. I’m trying to at least disguise this fact from the neighborhood by working on her porch.

Paint peeling, railing falling down, you’d think the person who lived in the house didn’t care at all about appearances except there are hand embroidered pillows on the porch swing and the cushions on the swing and the chairs are made by her hands.

I told her it was my therapy to work on something, which isn’t a lie. Standing there chipping years old paint, filling bare spots with wood filler, smoothing white primer then Jubilee Gray paint over the porch rails, all while standing in the spring sunshine with the breeze in my hair – these are all good things for me. They clear my mind and let my mind do it’s work without having to try to think through the events of the last month.

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I can now get on with my life

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If you’ve known me for a long time, you would have known that when I was pregnant, I was hoping that Connor was going to be a girl.  And even though I’ve said that I’m happy with 2 boys, I’ve never really given it much deep thought (I even wrote about it last week without much thought).

I’d never really planned on having more that 2 children, but the thought has crossed my mind (very fleetingly) in the last 10 months.  What if I did, and it was a girl?  I’d be over the moon.  But if it was another boy?  Well, that’s where I stopped thinking about it!

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