BACK TO THE BOOKS

I shared in my birthday post a few days ago my desire to "read, read and read some more".  Well I didn't waste any time on that goal and I've signed up for two online book clubs.  The first is a classical book club that will be starting with...(gulp) The Odyssey by Homer.  Truth be told I'm a little intimidated but since my oldest will be starting 7th grade in a few weeks at a school that requires The Odyssey as part of the 7th grade curriculum I must put on a brave face. 
                                    

Edie's beautiful blog  life{in}grace  is the home of this classical book club.  I love that she said  "I can hardly even believe the response to the book club. You people are as crazified as I am.  I thought I was the only person I knew who could get so excited about reading The Odyssey.  You validate my nerdiness in the best kinda way."

            
The second book club I joined at the (In) Courage blog.  When I read the description of the book "7" by Jen Hatmaker I knew it would be a good challenge.  Jen took seven areas of excess in her life (food, wardrobe, media etc...) and made changes over a 7 month period as a experiment with her family.  You can see a really great video promo here.  

My husband thinks its pretty ironic that someone who will NOT read a novel on an e-reader would then sign up for on-line book clubs.  I just tell him the on-line part is a convenience for me but the paper book is an an experience.  As a bookworm I feel I have an  obligation to my dear books to see that they don't go the way of the dinosaur.  

In addition to the 2 book clubs, I have this stack on my nightstand.  Just discovered Tasha Alexander and her historical mysteries, love Kate Morton, have wanted to read Mayflower for years and it seems like a good back to school read, some greats like C.S. Lewis, some practical books on child parenting and yes, even a cookbook I found this summer in North Carolina.  I might be overly ambitious thinking I can get through all this but I will enjoy trying.  

BACK TO SCHOOL

January 1st does not mark my new year.  My new year starts with the school calendar.  I guess it's that way for most families with school age children.  In fact I just ordered my new day planner that begins with September.  It is a customized, colorful, weekly, bound paper calendar.  My husband will never convert me to a digital calendar try as he might.  I love my pens and paper and the act of writing and crossing things off my list.  I can't wait to sit with a mug of tea and fill in all the activities, projects, and plans for the school year.  

On the calendar for tomorrow?  The first day of school.  As you can see we are prepared.  Homework station ready, pencils sharpened, new backpacks hanging on their hooks.  

New school years are like new years with their resolutions, hopes for the future, and do-overs for the mistakes of last year.  Of course I want to be more disciplined with homework, bedtimes, structure and  healthy meals this year.  As I type this the lunchboxes are on the kitchen counter waiting to be packed with healthy snacks, the first day outfits are laid out, teeth have been brushed and we are on target for bedtime.  But I know ahead of us we will have those mornings.  The mornings that the kids got out of bed late, the lunchbox still holds yesterday's trash, one of the kids can't find shoes and another one just remembered that homework assignment that was due today.  Those mornings will come.  My hope is that I can be calmer about them!  

There is something promising about a fresh start, a freshly sharpened pencil, a freshly made bed.  So I welcome this new school year and hope that mom and kids alike can try our best to do our homework, eat our vegetables, and show each other a little grace on the "not so fresh" days.

BACK IN THE SADDLE

Today I turn 40.  It's no big deal really but I've been contemplative the last few weeks.  You see my 40th coincides with my youngest child entering 1st grade this week, and it comes on the heels of a really rough year with my oldest.  It also marks the 2nd anniversary of our move to Colorado.  We have never lived anywhere longer than 2 years so this grounded feeling is really foreign to me.

I've been telling myself that 40 is going to be a new chapter in my life.  "I have plans for my forties," I told my husband last night.  I'm going to start blogging again.  I'm going to read and read and read some more.  I'm going to exercise.  I'm going to take a class in something.  There are other things too.  Things I don't know about yet.  I catch glimmers of new in my mind as I drift off to sleep each night.  Possibilities of things to come.