what I wouldn't give ...

well, it has been one of those weeks again where things just kind of fall into place and I end up sitting back and pondering my spot in and among it all.

we decided last night to NOT send our boys to scouts this year, which is kind of funny when I consider that just last week I let you all know that badge-gettin was our biggest method of schooling for this new year.  we will still do the work, we just won't get the stuff to sew.  jonam is really showing both and interest and a talent for writing and filming etc, so he will continue in the professional theatre group here in town.  evan, with his second place win in the adult competition at the local fair (I know, I know ... a FAIR! but the other photographs really were well executed) will be encouraged with the purchase of a new digital camera.  neal will join him in the next month at the inception of a new club in town ... the petrolia photographer's club, as long as it really, truly does commence.  we are sad to leave scouts behind, but, like my good friend said "you cannot do it all" and jonam's theatre group would have him missing the first three months of scouts as it is.  evan had little desire to do scouts and, truthfully, would have had a difficult time of it for many reasons.

on monday night my brave husband accompanied me to a 'mandatory' homeschool meeting which was attended by approximately 1/3 of lambton county (surprise, surprise).  being the only man after the first 15 minutes, I had visions of him standing up and announcing 'well, I think I've heard about enough' and escorting me back home to never have to be at another meeting again (a book club in the big city near us was to discuss emma, on the same night and at the same time as the meeting and I really wanted to go and try to re-create my tn book club experience).  needless to say, we both stayed for the duration of the meeting.  I graciously handed over my anally-prepared secretary binder and rolled my eyes whenever appropriate.  I bit my tounge on many an occasion but am still holding out hope that this town in which I have been planted will see some change for the coming school year and lots of fun activities can still be planned.

alas, while reading blogs and checking out various videos on youtube, I had a fleeting thought.  there is a village, for real, about a 6 minute drive from here.  in it lives a bestsister.  and for her I am incredibly thankful ... but what I wouldn't give if the name of that town, with her still in it, were called alcoa ...