Bits and Bobs

No actual Bobs were hurt or thought about during the writing of this post. Shoot. Now I just thought of one. I hope he’s okay.

I was reciting spelling words to my ten-year-old. One of the words was recurring. She wrote it twice. On purpose. Clever girl.

This is the same girl who, six years ago, was in a narrating kick. She once said, “Lucy is walking, walking, walking. Lucy is leaving the room.” (Thank goodness.)

There’s a man who periodically comes to the door asking if he can cut branches off our eucalyptus tree. I think he said his sister uses them in her florist shop. Since the tree grows like a weed and we occasionally have to have it professionally trimmed, I’m always happy to let him.

This time he said he’d be right back after picking his kids up from the school around the corner. When he was gone for a long time I worried he’d changed his mind. Finally there was a knock on the door. The man’s young son was standing there with a bouquet of flowers.

“My mom said to give these to you.”

I thanked him and told him to pass along the thanks to his wonderful mom. I neglected to inform him that his family was doing me a favor.

And now a note to my blog buddies. Since signing my book contract about two months ago, I’ve written maybe five paragraphs. This is not good, and I hope my editor isn’t reading this. I need to trim something from my life. Since I can’t cut being a wife and mother, I don’t want to stop homeschooling or my part-time job, and I’ve already cut housecleaning down to the minimum legal limit, it seems I need to read and comment on blogs less. Not that I expect any of you to actually notice that I’m not there, but just in case, in the odd chance that you say, “Gosh, Betsy didn’t like and comment on this post. Did I do something to offend her? Did she fall off a cliff?” Chances are no, and goodness I hope not. I’ll still be around, but not quite as much, especially for you multiple-times a week posters. And don’t be offended if I hit like but don’t comment, since commenting then involves a back and forth exchange which I’ll surely miss. 😦 If I can be dedicated enough to make some serious progress on this puppy, I’ll come back and spend more time with you. Promise! Until then, blog away my friends!