I know I told you everything that was on my mind just last week, but I’m feeling a bit ADD today.
This seems to be the best format for posting today.
Wait. Did someone say pie?
Hoooney, I’m hoooome!
After nearly three weeks at the hotel, we moved home on Saturday. We still need to put down new wood flooring in the dining room, hall and entry and tile in both bathrooms, but plywood covered with throw rugs will do until we get our DIY on.
The bedrooms and living room have lovely, luscious new carpet, perfect for making carpet angels.
Still not ‘pooing. It’s been four months and my hair has never felt better.
Usually when it gets this long, it starts to get all snarly and annoying, but I’m loving it right now.
Updated to add: Scroll down to the comments for my best tips. Please add your own if you don’t ‘poo either.
We picked up Pepper from the borders today. The lady behind the desk got a little teary-eyed when she said goodbye.
Say it with me: awwww.
Yesterday, my real-life, lovely friend Annie emailed me about an awesome project she’s been working on. Since she is a great writer, even in a mere email, I’ll let her tell you about it herself:
As many of you know, our family experienced a shocking loss earlier this year. From the Mountain Democrat:
“On [February 2nd, 2011] principal Sam LaCara was shot to death in his office at Louisiana Schnell School in Placerville. That’s the reason Sam LaCara, 50, is in the news today, but there are other reasons he could have made the front page.
One reason might have been the heartfelt interest LaCara took in the 411 students at the K-5 elementary school. LaCara became an educator in 1988 after graduating from California State University, Sacramento. He worked in the Placerville Union School District for 21 years, as a teacher and coach, an assistant principal and as principal.”
Sam LaCara is my uncle. I lived across the street from him and could walk on over any time (especially if there was a ballgame on). There was always an open door policy, and Sam was always ready and willing to take his nieces and nephews out on the boat down the Feather river. I remember where I was standing, what time it was when I got the call that he’d been shot. My first thought, before my mom finished telling me the details of what had happened, was: “I wonder how long his recovery will take.” It never occurred to me that Sam wouldn’t survive.
This holiday season will be incredibly difficult for my aunt and her daughters. It will be their first holiday without their husband and father. I wanted to do something for my family, but what? I live 3,000 miles away now, and my ability to help felt so limited.
I’m not sure when the idea of sending them a storybook for Christmas hit me, but hit me it did. I asked for friends and family to submit stories, letters, poetry, and drawings. I gathered up the contributions and set about trying to get them ready for publication. I thought about just printing four copies, one for each of Sam’s “girls”. Then the idea came along to actually publish and sell the anthology, with all the proceeds going to the girls’ college funds.
The end result is Christmas Wishes: A Collection of Holiday Tales and Truths. Christmas Wishes is filled with stories that alternate between off-beat and giggle-inducing, to inspirational and moving. There’s a story about two little bear cubs, a letter from a soldier, as well as tales geared more towards teens and grown-ups. I am so proud of the results of everyone’s hard work. I think Christmas Wishes will be a wonderful gift for my aunt and her daughters.
It could also be a wonderful gift for you or someone you love. By purchasing a copy of Christmas Wishes, you will be helping to provide the LaCara family with opportunities to further their education and pursue their dreams. Sam made education a huge priority for his girls, and making sure they have every chance to pursue that education would be the greatest Christmas present I think we could give them. Not only would it open doors for the girls, but it would also honor Sam’s legacy.
It would be so easy to give in to the grief of reality, to despair. However, I believe if we try to reach out to those who are suffering, it will help them, and us, to see there is more in this world than darkness. The Christmas season is a constant reminder that with every blow to the human spirit, there is also light, love, and the warmth of human kindness all around us.
You can find Christmas Wishes: A Collection of Holiday Tales and Truths for sale here (Amazon). You can also go to any bookstore and request a copy by using the following information:
Title: Christmas Wishes: A Collection of Holiday Tales and Truths
I’m heading over to buy my copy right now. Something for me that does good for others? That’s a Christmas wish come true.
Seriously, did someone say pie?
What’s on your mind today?