Me, Hungry?
By Lynn, on January 15th, 2008
YES. And my food — a toasted cheese sandwich, pickles, chips, and ginger brew — is sitting close by, but I cannot eat right now.
My mouth is totally numb on one side. (Michele, this must be the week for dental visits!) I thought that maybe the anesthetic had worn off enough for me to eat, but I tried, and no. No way. I might bite the side of my tongue off. Or choke.
So here I am, looking at my plate of food and blogging.
If you have not seen these, you might be interested in one:
There are new reusable grocery bags at Whole Foods and they are SO cute. They are only $1.99 apiece. I got the “sacko potatoes” bag, but there are other, even cuter designs. I got this one before I saw the others, but this one’s cute enough (as if grocery bags need to be cute… but they do). And the price puts them in my budget.
Lynn
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About Lynn
I am the mother of four delightful children: a 23-year-old son, a 20-year-old son, a 17-year-old son, and a bright and bubbly 13-year-old daughter. I share an apartment home with my 17-year-old son and 13-year-old daughter. My little home on the internet is called Rose Cottage because of my love for gardening, roses, and all things romantic and Victorian. Welcome.
I'm a North Carolina girl and I love sharing North Carolina links and information. I do medical transcription from home. My hobbies include making sweet little dolls from clay who are named and have their own stories to tell. I also make old-fashioned brooches. These are for sale in my Etsy shop.
For 13 years continuously, I homeschooled some or all of our four children, but the time came that our homeschool had to be closed. It was the end of a beautiful chapter in my life. I will always be a strong supporter of homeschooling and I will continue to review books and maintain my homeschool website, The Healthy Homeschool. The Players
Lil Ol' Me
Son Daniel, 23
Son, Big Joe, 20
Son, John, 17
Daughter, Michaela, 13
Annie Fatso Beagle
My Symphony
To live content with small means; to seek elegance rather than luxury, and refinement rather than fashion; to be worthy, not respectable, and wealthy, not rich; to study hard, think quietly, talk gently, act frankly; to listen to stars and birds, to babes and sages, with open heart; to bear all cheerfully, do all bravely, await occasions, hurry never. In a word, to let the spiritual, unbidden and unconscious, grow up through the common. This is to be my symphony.
William Henry Channing
1810-1884
What You Do Sow a thought, reap an action.
Sow an action, reap a habit.
Sow a habit, reap a character.
Sow a character, reap a destiny.
Contact Me 
I would  for you to leave a comment, but you can also e-mail me at lynn AT thehealthyhomeschool.com
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I saw these the other day at the WF in Durham. They are cute!
You crack me up Lynn…I wonder what your blog will look like tomorrow!
Are you seeking opinions? I think my favorite so far is the dark one. Very dramatic.
Heather W
PS- Thanks for the compliment on my son’s work!
I know, Heather. LOL. There is a reason to this madness, however. I am looking for funtionality and searchability. The dark color was dramatic and I liked it a lot too, but it did not always work with images.
Emily, you need a new shoppin’ baag. ~:-D
Your lunch looks delish! I hope by the time you read this…the numbness has worn off! It’s such a strange feeling! I called my dh in and said look…Lynn mentioned me on her blog…way down in Carolina! You made my night!
Those pickles look awesome btw!
5 inches of snow today in Michigan!
Michele
Yes, Michele, I did eat that plate of food and have eaten much more since then. Too much probably, but it does something to one’s mind to not be able to eat I guess.
Five inches of snow???? My daughter would love it!
Lynn