Knowing what I need to do
We arrived at the beach last night to begin our spring break vacation. This was after we had made our usual stop to pick up BBQ, potato salad, and hush puppies. Gotta love southern cooking..
Today was spent grocery shopping, hunting for candy-filled Easter eggs, cooking, and bumming at the beach. I got a great run in of around 4 miles fairly well paced. Love that but now my hip joint is screaming at me.
The kids and I have had a little break from the academics, but I’m itching to get back to the books and learning new things. They know after tomorrow we will be back in full swing of studying while we work on house projects like painting, trimming the palms, and cleaning blinds. There’s no reason why they can’t do beach house manual labor:)
Hope you have a blessed Easter. I’m crossing my fingers that the Easter bunny brings me jewelry. I’m kidding. Well, maybe not completely..
P.S.-I make “chocolate sin” dessert quite frequently as you see in the picture. Google for the recipe. You and your crew will love it. You’ll want to just lick the dish and then maybe bathe in it, too. It’s so yummy.
Picture study at breakfast
It’s 1:00 a.m., and I just finished prepping for tomorrow. We started very late this morning after I let them sleep in. Sometimes it is good to just stop. After breakfast, we made a trip to the library to pick up some living math books and books on the Manhattan Project for a research paper. A bit more academics followed, then activities and errands. Sleep needs to occur….
Eating salad on the kitchen floor
This is how I eat many of my meals. It’s kind of an afterthought on what I’m eating, and it’s usually done while teaching or reading or listening to something. We do eat as a family together, but its not really a quiet affair. It’s more we eat and talk and discuss what’s going on, or I’m reading poetry out loud or TIME magazine as they sort through their spread of food. And mealtime causes a bit of stress to me. I don’t feel all that gifted in the kitchen. Tonight, I cooked pancakes (thank goodness for pancakes!) only to find out that there was no syrup-what a tease! Then, I scrambled some eggs and put them on the griddle because it was already hot. Half of the eggs ran into the spill-over cup before I could cook them. Yes, I know, not the best idea. Of course, the kids all want to stand around me while I’m trying to concentrate on this event, and that causes me even more stress. I just really need a live-in chef!
My house is, once again, a disaster. The laundry is in disarray, the kitchen is full of dirty dishes, and my wood floors are less than shiny. It will all have to wait because I’ll be up late again prepping for our youngsters’ chemistry class on molecules. Marshmallow models!
On the road again
I would like to hold up a sign in front of me sometimes that says “DO NOT DISTURB”.
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Making geography fun and tangible
Just got these geography puzzles in today from Rainbow Resource. Hopefully, the kids will enjoy them. Maybe I went a little overboard?
Hubby traveling through polluted New Dehli, India
My husband was recently in the capitol city of New Dehli. He was describing their unsanitary living conditions.
There are people just living everywhere along the streets. Their houses are make-shift tents, and they cook their meals in pots alongside the road. The smog is suffocating. The sewage system is lacking, and the water is polluted in many areas. He want even leave his luxury hotel to go outside, and he says the hotel smells are even uncomfortable to breathe. The hotel sprays all of these flowery-type fragrances inside in hopes of masking the horrible smells seeping in from the outside. There are men walking around with machine guns in the lobby, likely keeping people out and acting as a deterrent to potential terrorists.
I cannot imagine living in these conditions and what that must do to the health and education of the Indian population. I was trying to explain this to my kids today while showing them on the map where their father had been traveling. This was in the midst of them watching a cartoon and eating pizza in their clean, warm pajamas. Maybe we can travel there one day when they are older. Maybe they will invent or design something to help these impoverished countries. “Always good to dream big”, I tell them. You never know..
Ivy League Homeschooling 