Mom and dad watched the kids tonight while we went grocery shopping. It’s funny to think that going grocery shopping is fun—Robert hates it—but I usually stay home with the kids, so it’s always new and exciting when I get to go. I’m also a bit more free spending at the stores than Robert, so that keeps me from going, too. It’s nice, though, to be able to actively participate in choosing what we eat as a family. If we started making out a menu and setting up a shopping list from that so I have a specific set of foods I’m out to buy instead of whatever looks good, I wonder if that would help curb my splurging? Something to think about…
Church was pretty interesting this morning. The leader read a passage out of Joe Bageant’s Deer Hunting With Jesus: Dispatches From America’s Class War. This book has been on my to-read list for about a year, but I’m waiting to see if I can get it from PaperBackSwap (I’m number one out of 32 people who have it wish listed—finally!). I love reading books from the library, but as slowly as I have to read these days between interruptions from boy and girl and man and work, I’d have to re-check it several times and I always feel like an idiot when I have to do that. But maybe it will be in soon…
Work starts back up in the morning. I guess I’m ready. I’ve got four student aides and they are kicking the grunt work I have had lined up for them in the butt, so that’s going nicely. Now if I could just get my closet organized back into shape. Maybe this week. Harrison is going to start riding the bus to the high school in the afternoons and spending the last bit of the day with me. I’m kind of excited about that. I hope it goes well.
Off to watch a zombie movie with Robert and cuddle with the girl in her fuzzy jammies. (She’s finally in some of the bigger clothes we inherited from Baby Margaret—thanks, Liz and Will!).
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