My Real Life

March 31, 2013

Happy Easter

Filed under: Uncategorized — Amy @ 6:00 am

For those of you who celebrate, I hope you have a wonderful holiday with family!

At our house, the bunny came and was good to our monkeys.

Baskets were hidden inside a Tardis play tent (which immediately identifies us as the nerdiest family on the block, but these monkeys love Dr. Who and his time-travel machine, the Tardis) and in each basket was a sonic screwdriver, another Dr. Who  invention.

Throw in a treat or two and Easter is done.

Don’t worry…we aren’t one of those families that confuses Easter and Christmas.

That bunny seemed to know that we still have Halloween candy that the monkeys haven’t eaten, in our pantry, so he went light on the candy and threw the two Dr. Who surprises in the mix.

Saves me from eating leftover candy for the next ten months, and gives them something to stimulate the imagination.

It’ll be interesting to see if anyone tries to smuggle their sonic screwdriver into church, later this morning.

Easter at our house…okay, everything at our house…always a little different, but we like it that way.



(Yes, yes…that is a 5 pound Hershey bar front and center.  Don’t even ask.)

March 30, 2013

Some Lessons

Filed under: Uncategorized — Amy @ 6:00 am

Yesterday was the last day of Spring Break, and the monkeys and I met my Dad for lunch at a local diner.

We passed my Dad in the parking lot while we were looking for a spot, and the monkeys hopped out to walk in with him while I continued to search.

When we got inside, my Dad immediately asked why I let Monkey in the Middle out of the house without a coat on, as it was only 54 degrees.

My response was “I tried to tell him, Dad, but sometimes, you gotta learn the hard way.”

As a teacher, I know that when trying to teach someone something, telling is hardly ever successful.

Showing is moderately more effective.

Yet, let someone try it out for themselves and they own it.

Same goes with life lessons.

Let’s be clear…I’m not talking about things like taking drugs, trying to outrun a train, or touching a hot stove.

I’m talking about the every day lessons that kids are learning each and every day.

So, if it’s not a “high risk” lesson to learn, I’ll give them my opinion, but let them learn on their own.

Using this approach my kids have learned:

hairspray is not a good de-tangler

peanut butter and hard-boiled eggs are not a good combination

mud pies are not delicious

spinning in circles directly after dinner will cause you to vomit

…and yes…when you’ve had a winter like we have, it’s too cold not to wear your coat while walking through town on a 54 degree day.

March 29, 2013

Five Question Friday

Filed under: Uncategorized — Amy @ 7:33 am

1. How often should adults have birthday parties?

As long as they don’t expect presents, I don’t care how often adults want to have birthday parties.

I think people like an excuse to come together and celebrate, what better reason than a birthday.

I, personally, would feel funny about throwing myself a birthday party, as an adult, but I know people who do it every year.

Real Man and I get together for dinner with our parents on our birthdays, because our parents want to celebrate with us.

We also take our parents out on their birthdays, to thank them for everything they’ve done for us.

But, that’s about the extent of our adult birthday celebrating.

2. What was your room decorated like when you were a child?

My walls were covered in flowered, textured, vinyl wallpaper.

My walls were also covered in posters out of Tiger Beat, Teen Beat, and a million other teeny-bopper magazines.

Big poster of Bon Jovi on my closet, Dolph Lundgren on the wall above my bed, and a ton of smaller ones of Kirk Cameron, Scott Baio, John Stamos, Judd Nelson, Matt Dillon, Rob Lowe, Corey Haim, RIcky Shroeder, and Joey Lawrence.

After that, there were twin beds, a dresser, a stereo, a bookcase, a desk and piles of books.

My house was built in the early 1900’s and there were a lot of nooks and crannies throughout the structure, and my room was no exception.

I had a walk-in closet that had a small door off of it that let to a smaller attic/closet space.

The hours I spent imagining and dreaming about that extra space were never-ending.

3. Do you have any traditions for Easter? If so, what? and do you have a why behind that?

The magic bunny.

When I was three, someone at my church presented my parents with a small, hand-carved wooden bunny.

My parents brought him home, and put him out.

Mysteriously, starting on Palm Sunday, that bunny started moving.

Every morning when I would come downstairs, the bunny would be in a different place in the house and I would have to find him.

(My family was years ahead of the Elf on the Shelf)

The bunny wasn’t spying on me to report back to the Easter Bunny.

He was just moving around and playing a fun game with me.

Lo and behold, when Monkey Girl was three, the magic bunny showed up at our house!

He showed up one Palm Sunday and started his game of hide-and-seek with her.

On Easter morning, he winds up sitting with the Easter baskets and by the end of the day, when none of us are even paying attention, he disappears, not to be seen until the next year.

4. Do you get Good Friday off? If so, any plans?

I do, because our Spring Break is always during Holy Week.

Our plans are to play outside, play some Clue, maybe meet my parents for lunch, watch some Dr. Who, and definitely do some “Just Dance.”

5. Did you wear hats & white shoes to church on Easter? (Or was that just in the South?)

Oh, you bet I did.

Every year, I had a new dress with a new hat and patent leather white Mary Janes.

The only thing that would have been better is if my Mom had let me wear red patent leather Mary Janes.

In fact, I think I’m still in the market for a cute pair of those.


March 28, 2013

I Wrapped. Not Rapped. Wrapped.

I’m a skeptic.

I should start with that statement.

I don’t take anything on faith.

Trust no one, always expect the worst, show me, don’t ask me to believe.

I’m a skeptic.

So, when my sister-in-law started a new business in which you wrap yourself in plastic and lose inches, I was…say it with me, people…skeptical.

She had told me about this new business and I nodded and said “Uh-huh…sounds great…wow” like a good sister-in-law, but I was sure there was a catch.

There had to be.

I mean, I’ve heard of people wrapping themselves in Saran Wrap, but it was usually mentioned with the phrase “Met my husband at the door wearing nothing but…” which, in a home with four kids isn’t even on my radar as a possibility, so I couldn’t really imagine what this was all about.

Then, when she started posting before and after pics on Facebook, I could definitely see the differences in the photos, but figured there must be some kind of trick or alternative requirement for it to work.

Wrap yourself and don’t eat anything for seven days except kale shakes and lose inches.

Wrap yourself and have plastic surgery and lose inches.

She assured me that wasn’t the case.

The only requirement was that you drink 24 oz of water while you are wrapped, and half your body weight in ounces for the next three days.

Then, one of the co-authors of I Just Want to Pee Alone did a blog post about Alicia’s wrap and I was all, “Hey…that’s my sister-in-law,” and she was all, “Small world!” and I was all “Well, if she’s promoting my sister-in-law, I should really promote my sister-in-law,” and that brings us to today.

Alicia came over with her wrap and gave me the presentation.

Even for a skeptic like me, it was fascinating.

The key phrase for the company is “Have You Tried That Crazy Wrap Thing?”

The way it works is that it lifts the toxins out of your fat cells and transports them to your lymphatic system, which is why you need to drink the water because it flushes it right out of your system.

The wrap keeps working for 72 hours and you can put it anywhere you can think of…your chin, your thighs, your arms, your butt, etc.  I chose my “post four child stomach.”

She wrapped me up and while I cooked, we talked.

She showed me some of the other products and talked to me about what they do and how they work.

I’m not going to post pictures of my “transformation” because I’m sure there is something in my public school teacher contract about not posting pictures of your naked-self online (not that you have to get completely naked, but still, I teach in a middle school),  but there were some changes in the definition of my stomach.

We didn’t measure, but in looking at the before and after pictures (which she did take, but will never see the light of day) there was a difference.

I’ll continue to drink my water for the next three days and hope to see more changes, and from the results my co-author, The Frugalista, got, I’m hopeful.

Demi Moore, Kristen Chenowith and Anderson Cooper have all tried this wrap.

There is a lot of scientific stuff behind this that Alicia explained to me, but I’m not going to go into details right now.  You can check out Alicia’s website for that information.

This wrap is better than Botox, Liposuction or Shapewear because they aren’t affordable, nor are they fun.

This is actually both.

The way it is affordable is because they offer you different ways to purchase…wholesale or through becoming a loyal customer.

You pay $50 to become a loyal customer, which allows you to purchase anything wholesale whenever you want OR commit to buying three months of product on autoship (no minimum purchase) without the $50 loyal customer fee.

I decided to go ahead and order the fat fighter pills and I’ll let you know how they work once I get them.

Alicia also gave me a few Confianza pills, which she calls organic Xanax.

I’ve never taken pharmaceutical Xanax, but I do get stressed, so when I need one, I’ll let you know how that goes, as well.

Overall, I’m please with the results of my wrap.

My pants were getting a little too tight for comfort and when I just pulled on a pair, I didn’t have to jump off my bed to get in them.

That’s a good thing.

March 27, 2013

Sharing Day!

I’ve been very blessed in my life to have been surrounded by people who have been supportive and kind.

Today, I’d like to pay it forward and share with you some of the amazing things my friends are doing.


I’d like to start with my friend, who you’ve heard me speak of (probably ad nauseum), Michaela.

Michaela is an artist and a photographer and has traveled the world capturing images that make you smile, think, and dream.

These days, Michaela has put her artistic talents to work creating unbelievable mandalas that she sells on her website Wanderlust Mandalas.

In her own words:

What is wanderlust? For me it is a state of mind…a lifestyle…something that is a necessary part of my life…it’s a love of travel. For me, traveling is one of the best ways to truly feel alive and appreciate the world that we live in. Travel inspires my life and my creativity.

Wanderlust Mandalas are digital images created with photos from my world travels. Mandalas, an ancient word for circle, represent wholeness and have been used for millennia in cultures worldwide as a tool for self-expression, spiritual transformation and personal growth. Each WanderlustMandala represents the emotional and spiritual essence I experienced on my various trips and invite the viewer to have their own contemplative experience of my journeys.

I think Michaela’s Wanderlust Mandalas make for great artwork in your home, office, or studio.

Here is a mandala Michaela created after her trip to Laos:



Here is a photo of Michaela’s own living room with two of her mandalas on the wall.  Gorgeous.


Please check out Michaela’s site or her Facebook page and consider purchasing a mandala for your own space.

They are truly incredible.


Ed Territo is a friend of mine from high school.

He’s a genuinely good guy.

Ed is in a band called Bubba Grouch.

Believe me, this may be the first you hear of them, but it definitely won’t be the last.

Please head over to their page and listen to a few of their songs.

Like their page on Facebook.

You won’t be sorry.


I certainly feel all special now that I’m part of a best-selling book.

However, I haven’t had anything I’ve written on my own published yet.

Not like my friend, S.W. Hubbard.

She is a kind and intelligent person who I have known for many, many years.

I actually taught her older child 8th grade history, and can attest that she’s a great parent, as well.

What I want to share with you today, though, is her incredible writing talent.

I’m a huge fan and have read all of her novels.

If you go to her website, you will find information on all of her novels, as well as a wealth of other information.

The most exciting news about S.W. is that she is running a contest right now.

If you go to her website, you will see all of the rules for entry, and you could walk away with a $20 Amazon Gift Certificate.

Please go check out her site, read her books, and enter the contest!


Finally, I want to share with you an event that highlights some of my new friends (and me, but let’s pretend like it’s just about my new friends).

On April 18th, the NJ co-authors of I Just Want to Pee Alone, who I linked to here, will be selling and signing books during the annual Girl’s Night Out Event in Westfield, NJ.

If you are in the area and want to meet some awesome women and have your book signed, then please make sure to register for the event and show up!

The Facebook page for the event can be found here.

Hope to see you there!

March 26, 2013

Don’t Compare

Filed under: Uncategorized — Amy @ 6:00 am

I’m a teacher, and as such, I use a lot of things I’ve learned in my classroom in my parenting and I use a lot of things I’ve learned through parenting in my classroom.

This past week, the phrase, “Don’t compare them,” keeps popping into my head.

I have been in the same district for 9 years and have taught many siblings of students that I taught before.

It can be deceptive, because you may feel like you already know the child because you taught their older brother or sister, but you don’t.

Because every child is different.

Even the many, many pairs of identical twins I have taught.


So many times, I’ve sat in parent conferences where the parent has said, “I just don’t understand.  My older daughter wasn’t like this at all!”

Or, the worst, “I always say ‘Why don’t you act more like your brother?'”

And I get it.

It’s hard not to do.

After all, these kids came from the same parents as the other kids did.

Shouldn’t they behave similarly?

The flip side is that I’ve had teachers say to me, “Oh, he’s no Monkey Girl,” or “Such a shame he isn’t more like Monkey in the Middle.”


Because I think it’s awesome that my four children are so completely different.

They excel at different things and that’s okay.

Monkey Girl has always been all about school, and Baby Monkey could care less.

But Baby Monkey loves to create and build things, while Monkey Girl doesn’t even give those things a second look.

Monkey in the Middle is a star athlete, while his siblings would rather have their fingernails pulled out with pliers than do anything athletic.

We went to Walmart the other day for Monkey Girl to buy something she’s been saving for.

While there, I asked the boys if they wanted me to pick up some shirts for school, as they are responsible for getting themselves dressed and ready for school and…they just keep growing.

They said yes.

Here is what Monkey in the Middle chose:



Here is what Baby Monkey chose (and yes, he will wear these to school, as he chooses to wear stuff like this to school every day):





None of the above.

Just different.

So, I continue to strive hard to quiet the voice in my head that says “Ugh…his sister never behaves like that,” or “Homework was never an issue for his brother,” and remind myself that their differences are what make them special and what make them mine.

I continue to counsel parents to do the same and celebrate the unique gifts that each of their children bring to the table.

Comparison does nothing but breed resentment and that’s something that doesn’t get anyone anywhere.

March 25, 2013

The Other Author in the Family

Filed under: Uncategorized — Amy @ 6:00 am

A few months ago, Real Man bought a new computer.

This means, that he promised the monkeys he would bring down the computer he was currently using and swap it out for the dinosaur they use in the basement.

Yesterday, he finally got around to making the switch, but before disconnecting, he backed up the info on the old computer.

Then, he started going through it.

As he looked at old PowerPoints, word documents, and various other things that the monkeys had created and saved, he came across this gem from Monkey Girl.

Before reading, let me give you some background.

Many, many moons ago, I used to knit.

I was given a bunch of yarn from a friend, but much of it was wool, to which I am highly allergic.

So, I gave the wool yarn away on Freecycle.

If you haven’t tried Freecycle for your area, you really, really should.

Anyway, the woman who took the yarn was named Bonnie Norkin, and a few days after she picked up the yarn, she called me and left a very, very sweet message.

She had a midwestern accent that reminded me of my Grandma, and we played that message over and over and over.

And so, in a completely ridiculous private joke, our family often pulls out the name “Bonnie Norkin.”

Not to make fun of her, mind you…just to remember.

So, here is Monkey Girl’s story, written when she was 10.

There’s nothing like 10 year-old humor.

 Fanny Norkin and Her Yarn

I dedicate this little story to my 3 wonderful little brothers, who know when I need some cheering up.

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 This woman is Fanny.  Her whole name is Fanny Norkin


Fanny had a wonderful family.  Her husband Norbert worked as a manager of a successful business.  He is the wonderful man in the background.


 Her daughter was 10 and named Whilamina.  Whilamina was very thoughtful, but could be very clumsy.  She goes to school and learns a lot.


Her oldest son, Bob, was very serious but loved to play sports.  He liked football best.  He didn’t enjoy homework.


 They also had a boy named Richard.  Richard liked art and superheroes.  He could name mostly all of them.  One day, as all the Norkin’s know, he will go to Gotham City and meet Batman.  That is his dream.  He’s a little on the silly side.


Then there was little baby Mark.  He was 1 and loved to play with balls.  When you rolled a ball towards him, he giggled like you just mushed pie in your face.  Fanny loved him.


These are the Norkin’s.

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      “Supper!” called Fanny from her spot in the kitchen.  Her three norkonauts ran in the room.  First, walked in Whilamina, clumsily bouncing about.  In true Whilamina style, she crashed her elbow on the wall and tripped over a chair to where she lay on the floor.

“I’m okay” she said as she got up, rubbing her elbow.  “I’ll save you!”  Richard yelled.  He ran across the room to help her up.  He forgot to stop and tripped over Whilamina sending her back to the floor.  “He’s at the 30, the 20, the 10… TOUCHDOOOOOWWWWW…”  Bob tripped over the two of them making a pile of norkonauts.  It made everyone giggle when Mark crawled up Whilamina and plopped down on her stomach.

Well, that was very silly.  They had cavatelli and broccoli for dinner.

When Fanny was cleaning up, she decided that Richard needed a scarf to be a super-duper-hero.  She ran to her room and went to her closet.  It was very messy.  She realized that she had no yarn!

Fanny decided to go sit on their new porcelain throne.  It helped her think.  Some days, she would just sit on the toilet and think about everything in the whole entire world.

Fanny called up her sister, Buttoxa.  Buttoxa had a lot of sewing needles.  She sent them through the mail.  Whilamina was screaming at Bob because he ate the last doughnut that she had said that SHE wanted.  Richard looked at Bob and stuck his tounge out and sang the “tootie-ta” song.

“I’m Fanny Norkin and I need yarn!”  That’s the words that came out of Fanny’s mouth at the Fiddle’s on Fire Parade.

“Tootie ta?” Mark said curiously.

Whilamina whispered “Mom you’re so embarrassing!”  Fanny said “Buttoxa, can Whoopee and Cush come over after the parade.

“You’re so embarrassing!”  Buttoxa screamed.  The parade seemed to freeze and stare.

      “Well I’m calling Bobert!  He has yarn!”  Fanny announced.  Whilamina just stared.  Richard was saying the name Ricardo over and over again.  Mark just stuck out his tongue     Bobert gave her yarn and she was happy.  Richard got an unwanted scarf.  Whilamina got a hat and Bob got mittens.

80 well spent years later!

The Ceremony was Beautiful.  There were flowers on the ground as the casket was lowered.  The will was about to be read.

“I am George Bober and this is what Miss Fanny’s Will says!  I leave all my belongings to my kids and husband and so on so forth!  Oh! and George Bober!  Just wanted to say Thanks for the Yarn!”

Fanny had always been one for jokes.  Her sad kids and her grandchildren all had a knowing smile on there faces.  This was Fanny Norkin… Give her yarn!

So, yeah, it was written by a 10 year old, and because she’s mine, I probably think it’s cuter than anyone else who would ever read it.

I’m grateful not to have a sister, in real life, because I have a feeling she wouldn’t speak to us again after finding that her niece named her “Buttoxa.”

I will say that she’s quite insightful, and perhaps is a bit of a seer, because did you notice the part where she wrote about “Fanny” going to the bathroom do be alone and do her best thinking?

Could she have been foreseeing her mother’s best-selling book “I Just Want to Pee Alone?”



Anyway, I’m glad Real Man saved it, because I know she’ll like looking back on it someday.

I’m not great with saving every piece of paper they bring home from school, but I do try to hang on to stories, photos, and anything with a handprint on it.

We’ll probably print this one out and add it to the memory box.

Those of you with kids, do you save everything your child writes, makes, creates?

Or, like me, do you pare it down to only certain things?

I’m always curious how other people tame the paper monster, and would love for you to weigh in!

March 24, 2013

Contest Winner!!!

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March 21, 2013

Even When He’s Sleeping

Filed under: Uncategorized — Amy @ 6:00 am

Tiny is a happy boy.

Oh, he has his moments.

He is, after all, two.

But, overall, Tiny is a happy boy.

Tiny’s babysitter took this video of Tiny falling asleep in the car the other day.

(I should mention, they are keeping him up at my request…he has decided that he doesn’t nap during the day anymore, but any trips in the car put him to sleep, instantly.  And keep him partying all night.)

So, even when he’s trying to sleep.

Tiny is a happy boy.

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March 20, 2013

20 Wishes for 2013 Update

Filed under: Uncategorized — Amy @ 6:00 am

We are a good three months into 2013 now, and I think that’s a fair amount of time to look at my 20 Wishes for 2013 and see how we are doing.

I’ll be honest, I’m not feeling particularly good about it, but I have to admit that I haven’t looked at the list in awhile, so I could be doing better than I thought, without even realizing it.

Yeah, let’s hope for that.

1. Take the family to DisneyWorld. We’ve been talking about doing this for quite awhile and just haven’t done it. I want this to be the year.

So…there actually was a plan in place and we were getting prices and were planning to take the family, as a surprise, next week.  However, a few things came up and won’t be resolved by then, and so we are having to postpone.  Until these things get resolved, I also can’t really make any future plans (it sounds dire, it’s not…I’ll explain when I’m able) so we are still thinking about it and are planning to plan it when we are able.  (Planning to plan…ay-yay-yay.)

2. Get a playset for the backyard. I want the kids to play outside more, and I know my kids and a playset would definitely do it.

This weekend, in fact, Real Man and I are going playset hunting.  We’re hoping it’s simple like, “We want this one.  Here’s our money.  Come set it up.  Go play.”  But, someone started saying things about having to get the yard graded, etc. and we are not happy with that.  Fingers crossed – easy to find and simple.
3. Get weight down by 9 pounds AND KEEP IT THERE. Goal weight: 125

Um, let’s make that 11 pounds, now.  It has been a stressful, stressful few months around the monkey house and I am a stress eater.  I also haven’t made the time to exercise in quite awhile and the scale this morning showed me the consequences of those two things put together.  Very disappointed in myself.

Steps in the right direction – I’m back to logging my food at and I used the delayed opening, this morning, to hit the treadmill.  In a stroke of genius, I chose to start watching “Breaking Bad” while on the treadmill this morning and I am hooked.  I am only going to allow myself to watch that show while on the treadmill, so that will definitely motivate me.
4. Incorporate more vegetables into the family diet.

I’m working on it…I am.  In the last few weeks of the play and then with Tiny in the hospital, veggies took a backseat for awhile, but they are back.  Roast Beef in the crockpot for dinner tonight with green beans and raw, cut up red peppers.
5. Make $1,000 by selling on eBay.

We were cooking, there, for awhile, but again, life got in the way.  I plan to look around, this weekend, to find some more things to start selling again.  This is a doable goal.
6. Get blog readership to 200 per day average.

Interestingly, you’d think that I would have doubled my readers with the publicity that the book is getting.  I haven’t.  For awhile, when we would all give shout outs to the other authors, the format that the blogs were listed had me last, and I think people petered out about midway through the list.  They reorganized, and it still wasn’t helping.  However, I do have a few more Facebook followers on the My Real Life FB page, so that is something.  I’m still working on it, and with our first book signing coming up, I’m hopeful that will improve my numbers as well.
7. Make home office neat, organized, and functional.

That’s a project for next weekend.  I’ve already taken the “before” picture.
8. Read 50 books (and keep track!)

I got up to 11 before life exploded.  The play, Tiny, and now the book.  This whole book thing is like a second full-time job.  Keeping up with the emails and posts and press releases and events and publicity.  Seriously…like another full-time job.  It all leaves me completely wiped out at the end of the day and I can barely stay awake for the shows that we have DVR’d by the time I am able to relax, so reading isn’t in the picture.  However, Erin made a book recommendation, the other day, that I am going to check out.  Although, I have read this book.  Have you?
9. Get pictures hung. We’ve been here a year and a half and haven’t hung up our pictures yet. Drives me nuts.

Not yet.
10. Have family photo taken.

Not with these 11 pounds to lose.
11. Really go through my closet and be ruthless with getting rid of what I don’t wear.

I’m thinking about this for a Spring Break project, next week. 🙂
12. Play piano at least once a week. I teach piano lessons, so I am always at the piano, but I rarely carve out the time to play for myself. I went to college as a vocal and piano performance major and I feel like I’m neglecting that part of myself.

I was doing well with this, and then it fell by the wayside.  I may sit down for a few minutes before my piano student comes, this afternoon, and play a piece of two.
13. Only eat out once a week, if at all.

I plead the fifth.  It’s been nuts around here, okay?  I did a good grocery shop yesterday, though, so I’m looking at homemade for some time to come.
14. Write in my journal more often. I only wrote in it twice in 2012, so anything would be an improvement! I think keeping the blog up every day takes it’s place, but they have different purposes and I don’t want to neglect my journal writing.

15. Really learn about self-publishing to see if it is an option for my novel.

I’ve learned a LOT about self-publishing through this whole I Just Want to Pee Alone experience.  I think it is definitely an option for my novel.  I just need to feel like it’s ready for the public eye, and after so long, I’m not sure.

Which leads me to #16.
16. Re-edit my novel.

I think the first book I need to read when I get a minute is my own.  It’s time to really go through it again and re-familiarize myself with the story. It’s definitely been long enough that I’m not too close to the material, any more.
17. Shred and pare down all of our files.

Not yet.
18. Sell the van.

This one makes me so weary, I don’t even want to talk about it.
19. Take more pictures.

January was the month of picture taking.

Then came February and I still took pictures, but not as many.

March…maybe one or two?

I’ll get back to it in April when Spring inspires me to pick up the camera again.

There are only so many pictures you can take with an icky, gray background.
20. Be outside more.

It snowed today.

We had a delayed opening.

Enough said.

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