I use malapropisms!

This week Adrian got down a puzzle that had been sitting on a shelf for years. I bought a puzzle for Christmas 2 years ago, but he'd have nothing to do with it when I got it out and tried putting it together. When he was much younger he loved puzzles! Unschooling is about providing, but not forcing. Adrian and this puzzle is a great example of this thought. He has to find things on his own time to be the most enthused.

Our puzzle was bought when we lived in the islands as an activity for Paul and I during Friday night libations. The puzzle is words and letters with their definitions and trivia. Since Paul is a writer I thought he'd enjoy it. He never did. It's probably not as fun when you know all the answers. But this puzzle has some really hard words.

Adrian too took great interest in it and learned some...well trivia!

Malapropism-a verbal blunder through the usage of incorrect words that sound similar.

S-is the first letter of most words in the English language.

Neanimorphic-Looking younger than ones years. (This word was not in my spell check-hmm interesting).

Hiking Club!

Wow! Who ever said kids who don't go to school are anti-everything? Here is what we did in our new Hiking Club! We caught and held lizards, studied the nest of some kind of worms and some kind of moss, checked out some animal tracks, did some killer rock climbing and had so much!!!
I am so so happy, my kid doesn't sit in a classroom not socializing with the kid whose last name begins with the same as his! OK-off my soap box! Yea for fun!

The Spritual Solitude

Well I finally did it. I finished Eat, Pray, Love. I have to admit, it took so long because I never wanted to finish it. It held so many great inspirational words and thoughts. It has inspired me to meditate on a daily basis. It has made me be a bit more discipline in my spiritual development. But it has also made me wonder...

Why is it so much easier to dedicate our life or periods of time to our spiritual development when we do not have significant others (children included) in our life. Sid Hartha left his wife and son, the Dali Lama lives a life of solitude, Jesus Christ and Elizabeth Gilbert had no obligations as she tried to seek her peace.

This morning as I was meditating, I heard A creep into my room, stand for a moment, then crawl in next to me. I was in a pleasant place while this all happened and I hoped by ignoring his presence he'd leave, but instead he whispered "Mommy". I reluctantly went to my side curled him into my spoon and answered "Yes?" He said "This is all I wanted." In Eat, Pray, Love one of the characters says I realized as I was raising my young that it was not important for them to love me, only that I love them.

Tomorrow I will wake up earlier to meditate.

A Sunny Day At Home!

What We Do on Wednesday!

Talk!

Laugh!

And Play!

How does your garden grow?

Our tomatoes! We planted them this way last year and we got tomatoes for a very long time. We just have to make sure we do not get any tomato worms this year! We learned a little from last year and we are excited to know that we can grow tomatoes all year long, if we treat them right! Hopefully we have learned from our mistakes!


The beginning. I have great help from my farmer buddies! We have strawberries, cucumbers, peppers, squash and melons! Here's to a bountiful year! Still looking for spinach!

Cocky!

I am self righteous. I try to right the wrong. I have a problem with phone operators who are trying to help me! My self chatter with drivers who are doing stupid things all in the name of getting somewhere in zero time is all about how stupid they are and how if only they drove like me they'd be so much better off. I am rude to the post office clerk because they make me stand in line instead of handing me a box! And the list goes on and on...

I don't know how I acquired this fault. I have pondered it of late. What in my childhood built this strong character flaw? I know it came from very early on. I know this because a friend from high school recently called me cocky and then preceded to give me stories of crimes I had commited in the ninth grade to back this up! She was right! I have thought everyone is wrong and I am right for way too long. Just being able to not be right is a hard habit to give up. I have tried to correct this in the past. I am better at this than I use to be. I remember when I practiced the many lessons that was to make me realize that being right is not thinking in the right mind. Yet there is still a core part of me that grows strong in this self righteous train of thought. A black, hard trunk that won't turn white no matter how hard I meditate on it.

And meditate I have! I have now gone weeks meditating for an hour or more each morning. But my ego is starting to fight it harder, trying to get me to never begin. It knows once I begin, there is no ending it quickly. My ego whispers loudly, that I don't have time to lie here meditating. I have a list a mile long to get started on. I can't spend any more time somewhere where things may come up that I don't care to see. On and on it goes.

Well, I have to fix this cockiness. I have lived this dream too long with this lie. I know I will not find peace while this delusional trunk grows inside. I must figure out how to stump it from within. How?...