ohginnyfan: (Remus/Tonks Kiss by caladan_dd)
Hubby arrived fine in Scotland today. Afte about 15 hours of travelling. He called this morning at 9:30 my time.

I had a killer headache earlier, and it is better now, but still there.

One of hubby's best friends -- the woman who sat next to him in the community band he plays in -- died last night. She was diagnosed with terminal cancer a couple of weeks ago. She last played with the band on Aug. 24th, exactly a month before she died. She played saxophone and her and my hubby both played first part. We think she was 72. She was put into a drug induced coma about a week and half ago to solve her pain issue, and was never brought out. My husband never got to really say goodbye (he's not the type to go and talk to comatose patients). He will, of course, be out of the country for the viewing or funeral (we assume he won't be back in time), which will bother him greatly.

I was a maniac with the kids this morning, in part from the killer headache. I got to relax a bit this afternoon while the youngest napped and the older ones watched TV and played. It was actually something I needed greatly. I worked on getting study material together for my son's religion test, so I can help him study for it. The test is on Tuesday.

The "fix a flat" has held for the tire. That's a good thing.

I received the next part of [livejournal.com profile] jeconais's Gabrielle story, Hope, this afternoon. I will work on betaing it tonight.

I also got back 2 of my pre-betas for my Remus/Tonks fic, called, Together. I hope to work through those tonight, too, if time allows. *smooches [livejournal.com profile] jeconais and [livejournal.com profile] jenadamson*

Time for dinner. Then bookbag packing and final studying. Then the bedtime ritual for the boys. Then working on the betaing stuff.
ohginnyfan: (Tulips: from obsessiveicons by enriana)

...April, June and November.

New month.  New challenges.

Son 2 continues to forget his homework.  I am trying to find new ways to help him make sure he has his backpack packed completly at the end of the day.

Son 1 has decided to play in the school band.  Nevermind the fact he's had never picked up an instrument (except a guitar) prior to last night.  My husband is so proud, and trying to steer the young one to the alto saxophone.  There is a reason behind his madness -- since he plays alto sax (he's in a community band), he wants our son to play his old sax so he can get a new one.  I don't want to totally influence our son -- I want him to pick what he wants to play.  My parents influenced ("don't do that!") way too many decisions I made growing up that should have been my decisions.  I want my children to have a bit more "decision freedom" than I did.  Anyway, our son and my husband were locked in a back bedroom playing saxophone last night.

Or rather, our son was blowing into the instrument and it was making some...interesting sounds.

Son 3 was bent out of shape that he couldn't try, too.

Son 4's preschool teacher comes for her home visit tonight.  That should be interesting.  This teacher was our first preschool teacher when Son 1 was in preschool.  She was our first, and she'll be our last. *sniff*  Preschool starts Sept. 12th.

Starting to weed through submissions at PhoenixSong.  They close tonight.  We have something like 40 submissions to sort through.  I've gone through about 12 so far.

*Hugs* to [livejournal.com profile] velvethope  and her mom...I hope that she's doing okay.  *sporks VH's mom's company*.

*Hugs* also to a way-to-busy [livejournal.com profile] aggiebell90 .  I hope your life slows down soon.

And in a moment of insanity, I signed up for a ficlet challenge for [livejournal.com profile] hpgw_otp . *waves to [livejournal.com profile] jenadamson * Jen helps run this community, and I had a weak moment.

Hurricane Katrina thoughts )


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