Today Liz and I went out for snacks and a stop at Borders. That's right, I went out child-free for two hours and we didn't talk about kids and diapers. It was nice to catch up. Stranger than that, when I got home, Bjorn had taken Andy with him to Barnes and Noble so I had probably 45 minutes in the house - alone. I took the time to spread some top soil around the backyard to replace what washed away during the floods last week. Of course, no sooner did I get the soil down, but it thundered and dumped rain for about 30 minutes. I do love a good summer thunderstorm though.
Meanwhile, I've just finished a fascinating book "In the Middle of Nowhere" by Terry Underwood. It's been in my house for ages, but I just grabbed it on my way to California a couple of weeks ago. It's a pretty rough autobiography (I generally distrust anyone who talks/writes about their spouse/boyfriend as "my man" just on principle), but it's the account of a woman living on a cattle ranch in northern Australia not near anything. She raises four kids and home schools them all since there are no schools anywhere near where they live. They also have no phone and certainly no TV. I think parenting is tough enough, but to do it all by yourself most of the without resources, doctors, parents, heck, even Oprah. Hard to imagine.
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