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Okay, just one more Honduras inspired social justice post...

Well friends, we're halfway through July. It's hard to believe, but we'll be back to our school schedule in a few short weeks. After a busier summer than usual, we've gotten into the home stretch. I have very little scheduled in the next few weeks so we'll be making good use of those waterpark passes we bought this spring and hopefully take a few trips to the beach. I'll continue to do some deep cleaning in our house because Lord knows it's not going to happen once school really gets going. I mean, I'm going to try, but once I get into the homeschool doldrums, things like mopping get pushed deep off my radar.

Can you get ahead on mopping? Like, if I mop every day for the next few weeks, will that cover all the weeks in the school year I won't mop? If someone asked me about my mopping habits, I could say on average I mop about once a week. That's a summer of mopping followed by a school year of minimal mopping. Maybe I shouldn't tell you how …

So one time we went to Honduras...

Okay friends, Honduras. I'm ready to talk about it. I think. For the few unfortunate people that saw me on Friday, I kind of word vomited random Honduras experiences at them. I think I have a better grasp on the week now so you're safe. In general, I felt like Honduras was a constant clash of extremes. The setting was unbelievable. I kept saying everything was beautiful because I couldn't think of the right words to cover it. Everything was also rough. There was a raw edge to the place that we simply don't have here, at least not that I've ever seen. It made my slice of the world seem very sanitized. Don't get me wrong. I like sanitized, but I liked seeing a world not quite as manicured as the one I live in. Both are beautiful in their own way. Anyway, enough of that. Here are the details.

First, let's get some things out of the way. Honduras is different from South Carolina. Yes, there are people riding horses for transportation. Most of the roads outside …

I went to Honduras, and now I can solve all the problems!

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Well folks, I'm home. After nearly 2 weeks of traveling to Asheville and then Honduras, I have seen a much more varied and colorful spectrum of the world than I usually see in my corner of South Carolina. I feel quite confident in saying that after spending 8 days in Honduras, I know exactly how to fix immigration, Honduras, and modern missions. We just need to.... just kidding. I have absolutely no flipping idea how to fix any of it. Not a single bit. =D

I'll definitely be writing up a post on all the things we saw and did in Honduras for those of you that are interested, but I need to work through my big ideas first. Leading up to our trip, I read different articles and posts on what to expect when I get home. I expected and prepared to feel a rush of anger at the excess I'm surrounded by. Maybe that will come in time, but that's not the feeling I'm getting yet. I expected to have a difficult time dealing with the disparity between the two cultures, but what stru…

Hoplawe 2018: A collision of extremes in the making

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Some of you must know by now that I do this annual homeschool planning weekend thing that my friend and I call HOPLAWE (for HOmeschool PLAnning WEekend). In a nutshell, my friend and I schedule a weekend many months in advance for us to go somewhere and sit in a hotel room for a few days so we can do whatever we need to do to prepare for the upcoming school year. Each Hoplawe is different simply because we need different things each year to be prepared. Some years I am working out schedules, writing up lesson plans, and getting cozy with my curriculum of choice. Some years I've read books on how to make myself do the things I need to do. One year I slept a lot,and that was okay. Sometimes the most important thing we can do is sleep for a day and a half to let our brains recover from whatever emotional trauma we've put it through.

Hoplawe has evolved from a weekend split between my apartment and the guest suite to a hotel in Columbia for 3 days to Charlotte and Ikea for 3 days,…

The birthday story...

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I'm going to tell you a short but true story.

After a week packed with various projects all coming together at the same time, I was tired. Sunday was my planned day of rest. I mean, yeah,  it was Sunday, but it was going to be EXTRA restful for me. It was my day to come down from a slammed week. Jon and I were supposed to go out to dinner for my birthday and have a date night before Jon leaves for a work trip. That afternoon, Jon said he'd get something for the kids for dinner, and then we'd go out by themselves. I took a nap. When I came downstairs around 6:30 ready to go, I expected the kids would have food, and we would leave. What I found were three hungry kids and four people watching TV. Sigh.

Basically, I'd gone upstairs and taken a nap while everyone waited for me to reappear for things to happen again. At some point, Jon realized what was going on and offered to go to the store. He had not yet realized the evening was already undone. In the end, I switched my …

Let's Throwback to Mother's Day!

Hello friends. I hope you've enjoyed your Mother's Day weekend. Yes, it's now Wednesday and the weekend is beyond over. What can I say? I've been extra busy with coordinating our CC practicum that's happening next week. In less than a month, I will be completely done with practicums and free to enjoy my summer. Still, I had thoughts from the weekend that I wanted to share so you get Throwback: Mother's Day Edition.

I don't know why I want to celebrate Mother's Day by completely disentangling myself from the very people that made me a mother, but that's what it is. I'll call it self-care. Now it's socially acceptable. I am no Ann Voskamp. She wrote a lovely thing about how she spends Mother's Day thinking about how we should more deeply appreciate that we get to love these people God put in our care. I mean, that's the goal. Yeah, I should do that. But also, I took a really good, hard nap on Saturday afternoon because my people are ex…

And now for mornings...

As you probably know, I am generally not a morning person. As I persevere through my plan to take control of my time, I'm moving onto my next phase. My plan started with making "No" my default answer, replacing the ill-advised "Yes" habit I'd slipped back into. That in itself was a huge help to me. I didn't realize how many times I was saying yes to invites, commitments, phone calls, etc. automatically only to juggle too many things that I really had no business juggling. The next part of my plan included the beautiful, overpriced planner. And the menu planner subscription. And the online grocery shopping. The online grocery and menu planner are more of a stop gap to get me out of crisis mode, and they got me cooking at home again.  Now I'm here, moving on to phase 3: Mornings.

Mornings have never been my thing. I am slow to get up. I scroll through Facebook for too long. Jon works second shift so he gets home late and is home in the morning. It mak…