I woke up at 3:45 a.m. My back hurt. I cleaned a little, had some grits, drank some water, read yesterday's paper and now I'm heading back to bed.
First, though, I'll let you know that I can't believe that Miles heads back to school in 2 weeks. I am anxious to know who her teacher will be but we can't find out until August 3rd this year. Miles makes me so proud to be her mother. She reads so well and her art? Yeah, it's off the hook for 6 3/4 years old. She is also an entrepreneur. She is producing drawings every day to sell in my booth at the Greenway Art Show for $1 each. Bless her heart. She is taking on the role of big sister and role model very well on most days. Sure, sometimes she shows her baby sister how to drag a bar stool to the front door and undo the chain lock, and sure, sometimes she encourages Lola to draw on the bathroom floor with toothpaste, but she sure is pretty and smart and talented.
Little Lo is growing up like crazy. Her newest fascination is taking care of her baby dolls. Now she's always liked them, but this is different. She is a precious Momma to her babies. All seven of them. They get their babas one after the other, they get their diapers changed and they get shushed back to sleep. Sometimes one might get a whack on the head for crying or 'not settling down', but I swear, I would never hit my kid on the head! I don't know where she picked that up. We've been working on that one! She's really into tattoos on people right now. Yeah.
In other news, Lola teeball team is kicking booty and taking names. The Blue Jays have done me proud. The kids all love me. (It is only fair to acknowledge that I give them treats after practice. LOL.) Lola loves her teeball shorts and asks to wear them at other times, which just cracks us up. They are short little sold black athletic shorts (the kind with the tiny holes all over the polyester-ish fabric?) from Kmart with a heart shaped pocket on the butt. Nice. She looks like a kid in the 70's. She isn't afraid to pimp her teeball hat, either, which just kills me.
Phillip was recognized at work for his outstanding performance at the company. He was the one employee named NBJ AllStar for the quarter. He also stepped right up and agreed to assume some extra responsibilities when help was needed. He's going places, I tell you. Straight to the top, I tell you.
In random news, I am working hard on PR for Junior League and absolutely loving it. I also have a few shows lined up for the fall, so I need to get my booty in gear on merchandise to sell. Life is good. We miss Mandy and Neil because we've all been so busy that we haven't had as much time to hang out this summer, but that will get better soon. We took the house off the market, though it is still for sale if anyone is interested. We don't know what to do. If we stay here, we should refinance; if we can sell it, we should grab one of the great deals available. Just taking it day by day. It hasn't been off the market for even a month yet, so we are just taking some time to think. My parents harvested a crop of 375 lbs of new potatoes, which is wonderful. My dad seems healthier than he has been in a while.
Who knows what the future holds? I do intend to blog about it, though. I miss blogging. Bear with me!
