I'm having such a productive morning. We said goodbye to my parents as they headed back to Florida (although they technically live in Maine, it's complicated). Our visit was good, I think we all hoped it would be better, but if there is one thing life has taught our family over the last five months it's that rolling with the punches is a must and truly, you never know what is coming up around the bend. Every day is a gift, friends. That much is true.
A portrait of Sukha now sits on my desk and three lilac bushes await their new home in the back field. Adam and I sat on the grass in the backyard for over an hour while my mom and Emily sat on the covered front porch. I think it was pretty sweet bliss all around. The menu for the day consisted of the many leftovers from a gathering the night before. My dad is the oldest of nine children, it was great to have seven of his siblings here Saturday night. I think it was just what we all needed.
I'm so excited that 30 Day Vegan starts on Monday! (Actually, the class site opens tomorrow afternoon with a welcome video and the first week's recipe collection. The workshop officially begins on Monday.) There is still time to sign up, and if you'd like a $5 discount then please head on over to Renee's blog where she talks about our working relationship, shares a lovely review of sorts about the workshop, and gives you a special discount code to use at checkout. Fun! (Thanks Renee!)
We made Renee's lotion and it is quite heavenly. Emily, who does not like things to be "fussy," was so pleased with how easily the lotion came together. She's gifting a tin to a soccer friend who is amazed by the things that can happen in a homeschool day. "You made lotion today and played softball!?" She told Emily she wants to shadow our homeschool someday.
We've been slowly building our home apothecary as part of our herbal home study course and now have pretty much all that is needed for a variety of projects right here on our shelves. It makes it so much easier to create the things we need. Next up, toothpaste.
I meant to get this post up last night, but sitting sideline at a soccer game proved stressful and instead I came home to a glass of merlot and a little debriefing with my guy. I am not cut out for this culture at all which is funny because I really have no problem with sports competition. I think it can be an incredibly solid life skill to know how to give your all at something you are passionate about, to accept defeat when someone else's all was better than yours on a particular day, and to respectfully rejoice when you do indeed achieve victory. I'm fine with this, and well coached kids demonstrate this quite well. It's the poorly coached kids and parents who seem to be living out their own deflated athletic dreams on the sidelines that ruin it for the whole class. I'll never understand it, and I really need to figure out a way to inspire more kindness in the stands.
