Small ones

Hi, sisters,

Mom and I took a day trip up to Rachel and Krestia’s the weekend after Thanksgiving to spend some more time with them. I had an hour or so with them to meet Eve over breakfast on the weekend that they came down for my show, but that definitely wasn’t enough. It was a good, low-key trip, and a much-welcomed break the week after my show. Wish that the rest of you could have been there with us. Mom and I did some Christmas shopping on the way up and then we spent the afternoon with everyone, ate dinner there (Mom made soup that she took along), and had a little time afterwards before we headed back home. How nice that you are withing driving distance, sister. The day was nothing fancy, which was exactly perfect. There were books read, paper dolls played, a Christmas tree decorated, baby and 5-year-old snuggling, time talking with Rachel and Krestia and Krestia’s brother, helping with some chores around the house, that sort of thing. Here are a few pictures.

Krestia and his brother dropped off a Christmas tree on their hunting break. Miriam spent many portions of the rest of the day decorating and redecorating the tree, though some of the lights and some of the cut branches made their way to her room.
Krestia and his brother dropped off a Christmas tree on their hunting break. Miriam spent many portions of the rest of the day decorating and redecorating the tree, though some of the lights and some of the cut branches made their way to her room. She informed that she was wearing zebra pants.

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Bits o’ life

Life is full and busy these days, sisters. I’m past the graduate school honeymoon period. It is still ssoo good. It is also ssoo much work. Rehearsals have started for the fall musical, so I’m trying to figure out how to do my homework and be prepared for rehearsals 4 nights a week. More often than not I am successful. Am I sleeping, you ask? … … …

Ehem. So! Here are some bits from my life since I posted last. Well, at least from times I remembered to take pictures.

A group of drama club members and I went to a charity walk for Mary Cariola’s Children Center. The scowl you see in my eyebrows is me trying to figure out how to fit everyone in. Bradley Cooper I am not.

Drama Club Super Selfie

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In praise of shoveling manure

I’m trying raised beds this year, in hopes of making my clay-based garden bed usable. Man, is it work. Last week I got the wood down. I could write an entire post on just that, but the short version is a multitude of thanks sung to Ted and Julie for providing, cutting, and moving free lumber and for assistance with putting it in. This week, sisters, I’ve been shoveling shit. Well-composted, nutrient-rich horse shit mixed with hay and sawdust. I’m working on figuring out why I enjoyed it as much as I did. Continue reading “In praise of shoveling manure”