Big changes are coming at work. We are in the process of doubling or even tripling in size and so we had a meeting that was mostly a team building exercise all about team work and team goals and expectations. It was all a little cliche and I was having a panic attack through more than the first entire hour of it but I think it was an over all good. Sometimes the cliche is called for.
I am unsettled by the thought of chance and of new people in my space. On the other hand flexibility is everything and I am happy to practice it.
Mom got her windsheild replaced at home by a sweet dude who let the kids inspect every aspect of his work.
It was fun.
The sunflower opened up at an impressive height.
I went to the funeral of my High School classmate Ronnie. He was the sweetest guy. He was kind to Kathryn when that was the most important thing in the world to me and I will be grateful to him for it for the rest of my life.
The funeral was odd. It turned into this not quite macabre class reunion. I was reminded of how much my feelings of not fitting in were appropriate.
I heard a gifted eloquent preacher who convinced me that I don't want my children to go to Adventist churches.
I have the strangest religious experiences at funerals.
My cousin Mary's funeral convinced me that religion in the hands of (in the mouths of) the sheltered was disgusting and hurtful and completely antithetical to my understanding of the point of Christianity.
At Ronnies funeral I felt berated (for my lack of sharing his beliefs) by and condescended to (for not responding with the right "Amens") and misunderstood (because he thought that those who disagreed with him had become too "cosmopolitan")by a loving eloquent man who wanted the best for all of us.
I don't need it in my life and I don't want it for my children.
The music made me cry and I realized how much I miss church music or at least that church music.
Classmates sang and redeemed so much of the day for me.
Greif was supported and loved was abundant and I am glad I went. I still felt isolated and misplaced.
I wish David or Kathryn had been there.
Judy was that and that was helpful.
Megan is ready for school and getting bored with summer break.
I have her doing yoga.
Its hilarious.
I wanted for David to have more space for his stuff, mental space and physical space.
We cleaned up a section of the garage so that he could have a bit of a guitar work space.
He has been using it quite a bit and I have been taking pictures of his stuff and finding old pictures of his guitar projects and putting them at a new blog (please click here).
The family gathers round to serenade him or watch him work and then wanders off to leave him filing and staining and sanding.
We got rid of the salty food in the house. That was most of the food in the house.
We have been working on finding good foods that everyone goes for that are low salt.
Sunday pancakes are out.
We are going to breakfast tacos.
Breakfast tacos are fantastic. Chalk one up for discovery.
We went to Davids company picnic over the weekend.
It was blisteringly hot and Camden Yards is not a particularly cool place.
Kiernan over heated and threw up many times but would let us leave.
He loved the game and he loved the view and we had to leave by the 5th inning.
Between barfing we pulled ahead in the game and drank lemonade.
Kiernan pitched some home runs.
Then we took a quiet day to recover.
Its hard to have quiet recovery time when the carnival comes to town.
On Monday we went to the carnival but got rained out at the end so I told the kids we could go back.
Meanwhile on Tuesday mom took the kids to the Catocin Zoo for a camel ride!
David and I both have decided to do a big obstacle course next year so I signed up at my gym to do 5 5k's by the end of the year.
I found a local one in the current week.
I decided to do it and just walk most of it.
We got some crazy stuff from my dad. He is leaving for Hawaii next week to look at houses and he is emptying his place of odds and ends and things that wont travel well when they eventually move. When going through the most recent batch of stuff I cam across these cool old weapons that belonged to my grandfather from a 1960's tour of Asia and the south pacific with Spiro Agnew.
I am going to hang them up with explanatory cards somewhere in the house. Also look at my great new duvet.
David had to go in for his annual endoscopy/colonoscopy fun. It meant days of not eating and then a day of taking horrible medicines to prepare. Wont it be nice when medicine catches up to its potential and all ailments are easily cured.
Behind the office there was a field of thistles with bees and birds and a corn field and a place to walk.
I was fighting anxiety the whole time as you might expect.
The garden is being good to us and we have a fridge full of pickles and cucumber sandwiches are to be had.
Kiernan wanted to march in the fireman's parade.
So march we did.
He gave out candy and carried a banner and marched in time to the Boy Scout chant behind him.
He reviewed the unfortunate events of the make up carnival day.
We discovered that the tilt-a-whirl is not for him.
He went on it with excitement and came off it with nausea and dread.
His sister turns out to be a screaming bansidhe of epic proportions.
Kiernan got so dizzy that even the cool down ride of the carousal made him sick. He cried and then in the car on the way home told me how embarrassed he was to cry on a merry-go-round. He said that it was worse than the sickness of the tilt-a-whirl. I thought it was a very emotionally aware observation. I felt bad for him and proud of him and not too worried about the tilt-a-whirl. That thing is just not for everyone.
David got an air compressor.
Aunt Licia had a birthday.
Scearces gave out hugs and squash.
I tried the 5k.
I walked 2 miles and ran the rest. I won finisher with the best hair.
I made mint tea. It was soothing.
Megan made a robot. It was exciting
Its been a dozy of a few weeks.
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