What can I say? I'm guilty of keeping you all in high suspense for more than a year now. Oh wait, it's only been four months or so. Well, call me the Annual Blogger anyway.
That doesn't mean nothing's happening or that I am totally unable to think any more. Lots of things are happening, and I am still able to do sixth grade math, so all is not lost.
I have actually kept a short list of blog fodder, things like:
My review of ACE (admittedly not applied according to the instructions.)
One great benefit of testing (hindsight from someone who does as little testing as possible.)
Piano lessons by coercion. (Long-ago but not too long ago quote from coerced child, "Making kids pay for piano lessons they don't want to take is like making people pay for Obamacare." Ouch. She had a point! The child's appeal was approved.)
The fact that sometimes when your kid feels tortured because you are making her do the "hard thing", she has no idea that you are being tortured right along with her.
And the fact that it can be difficult to discern whether your children are growing up or growing out.
And how forcing my kids (and myself) to fulfill a commitment to a public speaking co-op many years ago was one of the best mom decisions I ever made.
And what, exactly, are the fine lines between "dating" and "courtship" and "friendship". (Somebody tell me, does that period belong inside the quote mark or outside?)
And how being in the ministry is making me an introvert. (I don't think that's what's supposed to happen.)
And how much I love my husband. You're a very good man, Mr. Diamonds-in-the-Rough.
And how, at the moment, I am really fighting the fleshly discontented-with-winter-and-really-looking-forward-to-spring bug, even though winter really hasn't been too bad this year.
|How did this get in here? Having a flashback.|
And how much I still appreciate this blog post right HERE, even though we've been doing this for years and years.
So you see I do still think about things. I just don't write everything down any more.
|Aren't we all growing up?!|
I'll be back, maybe even before 2015 comes to a close...
Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above,
and cometh down from the Father of lights,
with whom is no variableness,
neither shadow of turning.
For I am the LORD, I change not.