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    Seeing Myself in a Photo*

    Yesterday, after P’s nap, we braved the heat and walked to pick up H & S from their first day of school. (Side note: I am so over this heat. And when I say “so”, I mean “SO” over it. It’s supposed to be 42°C today. Gross.) H is released from his classroom first, and I wasn’t sure what kind of reaction I’d get. Expecting tears and lots of overwhelmed emotions, I packed each kid a homemade sprinkle cookie to help with feelings. H could not have surprised me more yesterday. He came bounding out the classroom door, busting to show me an amazing Batman symbol he’d drawn in class.…

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    Back to School*

    I watched another movie last night. I’m trying not to get sucked into another TV series, so if I’m in the mood to watch something, I’ve been picking movies instead. M had hockey late last night, so I found Under the Tuscan Sun on Netflix and turned it on while I tidied the living room. I only meant to watch a half hour or so, but it was nearly midnight when it ended and I was still glued to the couch. I had never seen it before, and sort of like Julie & Julia, it ended up being about a female writer who’s writing process has stalled. She goes on…

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    I Need a Julia*

    I’ve been watching the movie Julie and Julia for the past few days. It’s nearly impossible for me to watch an entire movie in one sitting, so I watch while I fold laundry, prep dinner or wash dishes. I was in the mood for an easy, feel good film this week and this one fit the bill perfectly…. in more ways than I expected it would. If you’ve never seen it, it follows the story of a modern day woman named Julie who is about to turn 30. She’s a would-be author who is frustrated that she isn’t yet where she wants to be in life, so she decides to…

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    Small Acts Have a Big Impact*

    I am often in awe of how a small act can often have a large impact. Case in point: last week something happened that meant that world to me, and I want to record it for two reasons. First, I don’t want to forget it, or how I felt when it happened, and secondly, that I can be reminded of how it felt and pay it forward in the future. This past week we got to spend two glorious days with M’s mom. She flew in for a quick visit, and we cherished the time we had with her. There are two “must-do’s” every time she visits: shop at our…