Hee, hee. I used to tell everybody that when my mom was my age- 37. She really did look great- like she was in her early 20s. I'm not so young looking as she was, but I sure don't feel like I'm 37. Unless I try to do a cartwheel. Then...
Well, we had an awesome Christmas holiday season. From Hannukah to Eastern Orthodox Christmas, all full of joy and gladness, good cheer and crazy gift ideas. It was weird when it was over. And now school is back in full blast, the house is a disaster, and I'm another year older. Today. I haven't answered the phone for two days. Birthdays are hard for me. So, I spent yesterday writing (by hand) and today doing assignments and watching old X-Men cartoons. It was the kind of peace I needed. And the kids enjoyed themselves. Jim's sick, so he enjoyed the relative quiet. I never figured I'd live long enough to have grandchildren, grey hair, and be pushing 40. Funny old world. :-)
Um, updates... The New River froze solid. Rapids and all; like it was flash frozen. It was really beautiful. Tonight it finally warmed up enough to snow. All it has been really since Christmas break has been school, school, and more school. We get outside, too, but it's not been anything really much to BLOG home about.
Oh, and GO, ISRAEL!!!!
Well, I reckon this old girl had best be gettin herself to bed. I hope y'all have a good and warm night. God's blessings to you all.
jrs
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I talked to your mom yesterday and then I recollected that you were born on January 18. Why I should remember that date, I don't know. I can't even remember my grandchildren's birthday dates! But I remembered yours. I know birthdays are hard sometimes. When I was 40 I felt horrible and all my students -- all 60 of them (yes it was a one-room school room facility) gave me gifts. That still didn't cheer me up much, but I survived, and after that, well, I figured life goes one, birthday or no, and now I don't even think about it. In fact, last couple of years I didn't even realize it was my birthday. So cheer up. That day will come when you don't care anymore about birthdays and you won't even think about them coming or going. Love to you.
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