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Say It… Friday?!?!

Nov 21 2008

Published by Squirrel under flying solo, sally, say it!

We’re about to get going for the BIG SWIM MEET in Calgary. It should be a big weekend for Sally… he’s really taken off all of a sudden, so it’s all very exciting! I’ve promised him shrimp salad rolls, sushi and pizza. Three nights in the city… it’s his weekend… he gets to pick dinners.

It will be a wonderful relief picking up Filipes on Monday… particularly after a weekend of entertaining Zip and Fidge for hours upon hours in a pool viewing area ALONE!

Anyways, in lieu of much else to say, I’ll let inventor of Freon, Charles Kettering, speak for me:

“Keep on going, and the chances are that you will stumble on something,
perhaps when you are least expecting it. I never heard of anyone ever
stumbling on something sitting down.”

Amen.

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A Sea of Little Bodies

Nov 19 2008

Published by Squirrel under all about 'dese kids..., alone-liness, flying solo

I was up at 4:30 this morning. Not that I’m bothered- I love an extra early morning- but I was being kicked and there were strong little legs draped across the bottom of my bed that with determined, yet sleepy, insistency kept forcefully lying atop my own, their bony lengths digging in, resting hard against my shins. Without blankets, I might add.

To my left a warm little face, mouth agog, spewing hot dragon breath, forcing me to remain on my right side facing the fresh cool air of the side of my bed. Save for the visits of the Beast, and her own panting dragon-doggie breath in search of midnight reassurance strokes. Yes, yes, I’m still here and I still love you… now go lay down!

On the far side of the bed another little form. Tiny, wiry, but stretched perpindicular, feet pushing the other small, warm body with dragon breath ever closer.

Husband is gone for the week. The three miscreants get to share my bed. Despite the tangle of covers and limbs, the green cloud of sleepy, butt-breath and my space being reduced to a narrow strip along the outer most edge of my bed, I love it.

And while I do so enjoy the peace and productivity of an extra-early morning, by 7pm tonight I will be largely useless.

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Most of our obstacles would melt away if, instead of cowering before them, we should make up our minds to walk boldly through them. -Orison Swett Marden

… when a man is capable of being in uncertainties, mysteries, doubts, without any irritable reaching after fact and reason. - John Keats

Think of yourself as on the threshold of unparalleled success. whole, clear, glorious life lies before you. Achieve! Achieve! - Andrew Carnegie

As a single footstep will not make a path on the earth, so a single thought will not make a pathway in the mind. To make a deep physical path, we walk again and again. To make a deep mental path, we must think over and over the kind of thoughts we wish to dominate our lives. -Henry David Thoreau

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