i don't usually answer the phone in the middle of my day when its a number i don't know ....
most of the time it's 'cause i don't hear it ringing : )
but today i thought why not .... it was lunch break and no one was crying and it might save me returning a call later.
'hi allison, are you on your way already for sailor's piano lesson? it was for october 7th right?'
it wasn't on the calendar & since today was the 1st one we weren't exactly in the groove of remembering without the written down part : )
the remarkable thing was we were actually dressed to leave the house. some days on the we're-just-home-all-day days we are dressed but not really publicly dressed. like our clothes have too many stripes & polka-dots or we clip our hair up funky.
it was a 'sailor! jack! ben! molly! find your shoes' moment & we threw our ready to eat sandwiches into ziplocs & flew out the door.
with regan, of course, who went shoeless.
i hope she'll like it. she sat very quiet. her typical totally new i'm not used to this quiet. but i thought the whole thing was beautiful.
now our only hi-cup is a piano : )
apparently the one we've used as just a piece of furniture for the last many years is really just that - a piece of furniture .... not even worth a tuning, said the kindly piano man who came last week.
bummer.
so we're on the hunt.
its a journal of life - her very first ever music lesson needed a 'name & date' at the top.
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that's edible -
doodle & i applying mascara -
my yawning now is big enough to make my eyes water & smear the mornings application .... really i was just staying up to make sure work jeans got into the dryer. its always a sign he needs new jeans when this happens & not a sign that i'm just that backed up on laundry - really. honest.
a couple weeks ago 2 pairs got thrown away within one week due to unrepairable holes. not that i've ever been known to repair holes ... but you know location is a big factor.
he had a pair for every day of the week but when suddenly you're down 2 and work more than every day of the week, it adds up - or doesn't add up.
and somehow me telling you that was just to justify his need of more work jeans & not my inept laundry skills.
speaking of skills - i made french bread tonight.
it was supposed to go with dinner & it finally came out of the oven around 9:30.
all that rising and punching and rising and then the rising that i forgot to read all took way more time than expected.
we had top ramon instead.
and i added more yeast to my grocery list in my ongoing effort to have a pantry like my grandma's - always prepared for whatever you're inspired to make.
: )
jeans, dryer, bed, shower, bed.
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