Oh my! Blog much?

I graduate, have a mini-identity crisis, summer starts and I lose my will to make and keep a schedule. Yay!! And blogging has suffered, as well as reading, editing my paper, sticking to a budget/eating plan, looking for service opportunities. I am floating between things I have to do and things I want to do with no real set agenda. I am doing things but whether I am accomplishing anything is another matter. I have indulged my passion for shopping quite enough in Cyler's eyes so I need to do something else with my time and energy. I have decided that the rule at 24 hour Fitness of letting only 12 year olds and up to exercise is an arbitrary, man-made rule, so Soren (11 1/2 years old) has come with me to the gym every once in a while--tomorrow is spin class and we sweat like we have a ton of it in storage. (Left the computer)
Ok I'm back. I had to rock out to "Duke of Earl" with Soren--showed him the chord progression on the piano. Oh, that reminds me-my friend Sandy, for her 40th birthday is getting a drum set. How cool is that? I asked her to be in a Celtic rock band with me and she's thinking about it. She's an 80's rocker like me. She's pretty enough to be the front man--her husband has been calling her his "cougar" lately. She tells him she would like to have the $ to back up the title. HaHa!
So, I have been making a list of the activities I have been doing with the kids since summer vacation began so that at the end of it, they can't say to me "we didn't do anything." Well, now to update my favorites! Tell me how you are!!

Roll Tide

Soren's team made it to the championships. They are Crimson Tide (Alabama, so don't ask me why they have elephants on their caps) and they play the Tar Heels (I have no idea where that name comes from) tonight. It is going to be exciting. Tar Heels are the ones to beat and Tide is the only one to come close. So I am asking all of you to send him good vibrations tonight between 6pm-8pm so that he can help his team! Soren is second one from the left on the bottom. He likes baseball which gives me time to read. . .lots. Boys this age are fun--they like to be hugged still. He was mowing the lawn and I said that it was kind of like cutting the earth's hair. He said, rather, that he imagined each blade of grass was a soldier and that he was destroying them en masse. (Well of course he didn't say "en masse.") He and I are going to change our relationship forever this next year when we homeschool and travel together. I don't want him to think of me as a teacher per se, but more like a fellow student so I am going to let him make up a name for me that we only use during school hours. I wonder what he will choose. (How about Crazy-Lady-in-Need-of-Tummytuck) It's like a Native American name-giving.