I was belting it out while folding laundry with Scarlet tonight, which was impressive. Impressive that I was folding laundry after a long day, a long night, and both dinner and baths for both kids. We had a first grade info session tonight, which wasn’t the full back to school night we’ll have in October – but it was interesting just the same. The kids were all together with two teachers in the cafeteria, building a block tower that nearly stretched from wall to wall. Meanwhile, the parents were in a hot classroom for 45 minutes while I strived to keep myself upright – exhausted not from boredom or heat, but from.. myself.
It was actually fun. It was connected and informative and sweaty and smiley and exactly the kind of thing I normally love to do. I just wish I could get to the point where I can do such things casually. The PTSD still comes out sometimes, in weird ways, especially since it’s a new year with changes. First grade. You know. It’s serious sht. Take the world by storm sht.
I’m certain first grade was serious sh*t for me, because it’s the first school year I can clearly remember – after the glaring blackness of kindergarten. My first grade teacher was a grumpy, brilliant old woman and I loved her. I called her “Daddy” once. You know how nearly all kids call their teachers “Mommy” at some point? I called my female teacher, “Daddy.”
Really, there still are. I’m ironing them out, one by one. One wrinkle by one, in a large stack of messily folded white shirts. I’m doing this so that I can sit and I can enjoy and I can participate..better. I do all of those things, but the one thing I’ve always been able to do until now, is to do them casually. Learning and sweating and smiling. Dreaming about dinner at home, and how fast we can get there to do grilled cheese and baths and pajamas for the kids, before I can sink into my world of blogging, photography and thinking about how it will be a great year. It will be something, all right. A great, serious sh*t year.
Speaking of which, today’s Finish the Sentence Friday topic is. “Each Fall, I…” Come link up. You should totally link up. HERE.
- The most important. You’ve probably noticed lately, here and if we’re friends on FB, that my moose obsession has been at an all-time high, and I’ve had it for 20 years, but who’s counting? I’m sick of this wishy washy moose-seeking of “maybe we’ll see them, maybe we won’t.” There are places in this world in which it’s all but guaranteed, and there are places it’s more of a gamble. I’m about to play my cards with a full deck. I said that if I survived photographing two weddings (more on that later), I’d reward myself and my family with a trip to Moosehead Lake, Maine. Bonus is that there’s a railway up there doing a cider and donuts train ride during peak foliage. In the piney woods, through rolling hills, and around streams. With donuts. I mean, really? Could you have designed something better than that, Maine? I need to book that trip. They’re expecting me.
- Leaf peeping is sort of a thing around here. Cocoa, flannel shirts, long drives in the rolling hills. I want to go back up Sugarloaf Mountain, like we did in June, but this time to go see just how amazing it must be during peak foliage.
- Mike’s Corn Maze. Have you heard of this? It’s in Sunderland and it’s Alice in Wonderland-themed, so it shall be Alice in Sunderland. You simply must check it out – link HERE. Isn’t that the best one ever?
- Jumping Pillow! We love the one at Rolling Acres Farm, and bonus – there’s a corn maze there as well as a hayride, mini golf, snack bar, sandbox, and a zillion other fun things.
- The Big E! That’s our version of a state fair, only New England has six states. So it’s about as crazy fun as you’d imagine.
- Apple picking. It goes without saying, right?
- Art in the Orchard. That is an amazing apple orchard/pumpkin orchard/art gallery/chicken coop/gardens/market near us. It’s pretty much as awesome as it sounds.
- Last year I had so many family, holiday, fall foliage photo shoots that I was working daily – even during the week. I know things are crazy with the weddings and blogging, but I’d like to get back to that again this year. I feel even more made for it.
- Survive it all. Thrive it all. I did one wedding and I have another one coming in two weeks. I think the nerves are better the second time. I want to do my best, get through this first month of school, and do it in style too. Speaking of which..
- ..the real speaking of which, is that I need a new peacoat. I want a new peacoat. I have a fuschia one, a purple one and a red one. I think royal blue will be my next coat. I’m a peacoat girl. Let me know if you have any leads on slim royal blue ones!
“Take these chances
Place them in a box until a quieter time” — Dave Matthews Band