Feeling proud of Figgy and her hard work/talent, grateful for my writing assignment, thankful for Moey and Lorraine, two of my friends since grade school at Saint Mary's--we met for lunch in Montclair today and talked for hours.
Things seem lucky at home, like we chose an orange "Chance" card on the Monopoly board--H. got a check in the mail for a NY Times Magazine article that was purchased for syndication. Checks for republishing rights are always a surprise for us. I have gotten several for GH articles in the past. We needed this one now.
Happy about Punchy enjoying her American Girl and a little fashion dress-up game [thanks, Moey], horse camp, gymnastics and play date with her friend River. Delighted that Punch can read to us now. And I love to get her hugs.
So pleased to have Elaine, my sitter, who not only makes Punchy pepperoni eggs and plays Barbies on Tuesdays or Saturdays with her, but also goes to the playground on a cold day and does our wash and dishes.
Tickled to see the old-time lights H. strung from the roof peaks. Makes me feel warm inside.
Feeling fearful about things I can't control. But that's life, isn't it? I can and will do my best to be a good person, a positive influence and make a difference on this earth. I hope and pray always that my/our Figgy will be safe and sound. I pray she will hold close to her heart and mind the knowledge that we love her deeply.
Good night.
Things seem lucky at home, like we chose an orange "Chance" card on the Monopoly board--H. got a check in the mail for a NY Times Magazine article that was purchased for syndication. Checks for republishing rights are always a surprise for us. I have gotten several for GH articles in the past. We needed this one now.
Happy about Punchy enjoying her American Girl and a little fashion dress-up game [thanks, Moey], horse camp, gymnastics and play date with her friend River. Delighted that Punch can read to us now. And I love to get her hugs.
So pleased to have Elaine, my sitter, who not only makes Punchy pepperoni eggs and plays Barbies on Tuesdays or Saturdays with her, but also goes to the playground on a cold day and does our wash and dishes.
Tickled to see the old-time lights H. strung from the roof peaks. Makes me feel warm inside.
Feeling fearful about things I can't control. But that's life, isn't it? I can and will do my best to be a good person, a positive influence and make a difference on this earth. I hope and pray always that my/our Figgy will be safe and sound. I pray she will hold close to her heart and mind the knowledge that we love her deeply.
Good night.
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