Wednesday

I remember in high school Wednesday was my favorite day of the week...I took college classes by night (I looked for any excuse to get out of my overly protective parents' home). Well, Wednesday was THE night. I would end up sitting in the library (missing the lectures) snuggled next to my at the time boyfriend...carefree and happy (well, as much as a person like me can be in any given moment.) These days, Wednesday is still a not so bad day, I mean it isn't Monday or Tuesday and we're closer to the weekend right? Then again, with Shawn (my love) working the hours and days he is currently working, I am not sure why I look forward to the weekend with so much anticipation. Well, there is that whole "not having to go to school and work thing." I do love teaching (most Wednesdays) but still, there is this resounding voice asking what if I had chosen a different path. I know, I know...look forward, not back...be thankful and live in the moment...yada, yada, yada...I know this...but it doesn't change the fact that I do wonder. Nevertheless, Wednesday is a middle of the road kind of day...one that kids struggle to spell...and was named for Odin. Here is a pic of emma last spring...it seems like forever since I had time to sew.