The third week
Saturday: Nabil got a hair cut, then we went out for dinner. The restaurant was cold, the service was bad, and I was starting to get sick. We did NOT go to the Harvest Festival at Emma Prusch farm. Rats.
Sunday: Getting sicker. The tires needed to be changed (steel was apparently visible, although for some reason I didn't notice, even when I specifically checked the tires), so we did NOT go to Welcome Back Monarchs Day for the first time in years. Rats again.
Monday: Really, really sick. Choir rehearsal for Maya.
Tuesday: Better, but still sick. Rescheduled guitar classes, skipped beekeeping class, took Maya out to dinner for her birthday.
Wednesday: LEGO building afternoon with some friends. Choir rehearsal for Ziad.
Thursday: Laundry, laundry, and more laundry.
Friday: Ziad's makeup guitar class, then a field trip to United Stages Geological Survey in Menlo Park. Highly recommended. Stopped to buy them sneakers on the way home.
For some reason, I am really happy that the number of days left in Ramadan has dropped into single digits. Ramadan is a special month, and I know I am privileged to be able to observe it, but I will still be glad when we get come to the end, four days of holiday with our friends and family. And actually, this is one of the blessings of Ramadan, the way that it helps you remember that even the very simple things of your life that you take for granted, such as sitting down to a meal with your family, or water to drink when you want it, are wonderful in and of themselves.
Sunday: Getting sicker. The tires needed to be changed (steel was apparently visible, although for some reason I didn't notice, even when I specifically checked the tires), so we did NOT go to Welcome Back Monarchs Day for the first time in years. Rats again.
Monday: Really, really sick. Choir rehearsal for Maya.
Tuesday: Better, but still sick. Rescheduled guitar classes, skipped beekeeping class, took Maya out to dinner for her birthday.
Wednesday: LEGO building afternoon with some friends. Choir rehearsal for Ziad.
Thursday: Laundry, laundry, and more laundry.
Friday: Ziad's makeup guitar class, then a field trip to United Stages Geological Survey in Menlo Park. Highly recommended. Stopped to buy them sneakers on the way home.
For some reason, I am really happy that the number of days left in Ramadan has dropped into single digits. Ramadan is a special month, and I know I am privileged to be able to observe it, but I will still be glad when we get come to the end, four days of holiday with our friends and family. And actually, this is one of the blessings of Ramadan, the way that it helps you remember that even the very simple things of your life that you take for granted, such as sitting down to a meal with your family, or water to drink when you want it, are wonderful in and of themselves.
posted by Sarah at 9:47 AM
2 Comments:
Can you tell us more about the USGS trip? I've been wanting to take Henry on something like that, just don't know where to start.
I have so enjoyed reading your observations on Ramadan. Thank you.
So, the monarchs are back?
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