Day 15 of 31

It's a beautiful autumn day here. The sky is blue. There is a nicely north breeze and the temperature is 62 degrees. I have the windows and doors open.

I'm recuperating from costochondritis fairly well. At this point the side effects from the steroids are worse than the inflammation. My hands are shaking, so typing may be slow today.

My son is home from college for fall break. Tempers flared last night. Son and daughter do not always see eye to eye -- she is a social work major with undecided political leanings, and she's bipolar. He is computer geek with decidedly Republican leanings, and he's 19 so he knows everything.

There for a little while last night I found myself reliving the toddler days of refereeing disputes. But then I remembered, that's not my job anymore. I told them both to behave like adults because rude isn't acceptable in my house. My daughter backed down and went to bed, my son kept pressing his case. At that point the hubs stepped in had a long conversation with son. Then they did some programming and played some ping pong and everybody went to bed.

Why is is so hard as parent to see your child misbehave? Even at 19? Because what if he stays 19 -- self-centered, cocky, and lacking in compassion for others? 

Then I remind myself, my daughter got over being 19, so he will too. (I hope its' sooner rather than later, though!)

{this moment}

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.

If you're inspired to do the same, leave a link to your 'moment' in the comments for all to find and see.

Wordless Wednesday -- Packing for College

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FOR TODAY . . . August 21, 2012

Outside my window . . . clear blue skies and temperature of 62 degrees. Winds from the north. It's a glorious morning -- so unusual for us in August!

I am thinking . . . that I just can't fix everything. The good part of this realization is that I'm not supposed to be able to fix everything. Struggles are how we learn, and if someone else solves all of your problems then you are learning. 

I am thankful . . . a good weekend. I haven't had a weekend that felt so positive and relaxed in a very long time. It was truly a blessing.

In the kitchen . . . last night we tried Chicken Caprese. It was quite tasty. Tonight we are going out to celebrate with ds as he gets ready to leave for college.

I am wearing . . . cotton pj pants (with pink elephants!), a big white t-shirt, and my sage bamboo shawl.

I am creating . . . afghans, afghans, and more afghans!

I am going . . . to do yoga. Then a little housework, followed by a trip to the mall with dd.

I am wondering . . . how hard it's going to be dropping ds off at college on Thursday. I have great faith in him, but am surprised by his uneasiness.

I am reading . . . Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children by Ransom Riggs. Quite interesting!

I am looking forward to . . . getting through this transition week and back into the school routine.

I am hearing . . . birds and cicadas.

Around the house . . . I'm catching up on odds and ends of stuff, but I still have a lot of order to workout.

I am pondering . . . why the tv show "The Mentalist" is so intriguing for me, but I just can't get into "Perception" the same way.

One of my favorite things . . . is laying by the pool. Those days are almost behind me for this summer. It's nice to look forward to next summer though.

A few plans for the rest of the week . . . taking dh to college, the usual routine stuff, and getting acclimated to a house without ds.

Here is a picture for thought I am sharing . . . 

dh sanded and repainted this set

that belonged to my mother

when she was a little girl.

Our kids played with it all through

their childhood, too.

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