The local homeschool conference is nearly over – FEAST in San Antonio – and things are winding down. It’s been a very quiet event this year. I think people are buying more carefully because of the current state of the economy. As hubby would say, “Ya think?“ I don’t know what they’re so worried about, now that the recession is in a new phase: the steep but orderly decline. That’s fun, right? Like a slide: wheeee!
But I digress.
It’s been a fun weekend. We met quite a few local readers - I had no idea that we had so many local blog friends! I also learned again that I need to push myself outside of my wallflower box. I won’t share details, but you’ve heard the expression “a face made for radio”? I definitely have a personality made for blogging. If you meet me in person, be prepared for a shock. I might just give you a blank stare while I’m trying to think of what to say next. I come by it honestly. My mom and sisters and I do that to each other all the time. Hubby laughs at us, but we’re used to it.
On a lighter note, The Boy is now probably thoroughly confused at guessing ages. This morning a teenage boy returned several times to our booth to see the swords and finally one of his companions called out mockingly, “Come on! How old are you, anyway?” Without missing a beat he replied, “I’m 2 1/2. I’ll be 3 soon!” The Boy stared in amazement, and finally turned to me. “Mom, he’s 2 1/2! Like me!” If he were just a little older, he would have shaken his head in disbelief.
When lunchtime rolled around, hubby and I decided to slip away for a quick date. We left the children in charge and took our lunch tickets to the counter. Plates in hand, we sauntered out to the covered patio. It was raining, but I thought it might be nice to listen to the gentle patter of rain while we ate and talked.
I was wrong. There is nothing gentle or pattering about a summertime thunderstorm in Texas. We could hardly hear each other over the thunder of the rain on the roof, and the wind alternately whipped our plates away from us and the rain toward us. We finally gave up and headed back toward the booth, plates in hand. I was thankful that there was a way to our booth that kept us under cover, and only slightly dismayed to find 3 inches of standing water in my path. My great-grandfather was Tlinget, so I kicked off my shoes like a good Indian squaw and slogged barefoot to the booth. My forefathers would be proud of me.
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I saw you all today and have followed your blog for a while too. I felt silly saying “Hi I love reading your blog”. Sort of like a stalker, so I just didn’t say a thing : )
This was my 1st Curriculum fair(only hsing since Dec), so it was a lot to take in. I loved it and look foward to attending more of them.
Jeanie,
I wish you had – I love it when people say hi! I’ve never had a lot of friends at once since I’m pretty shy in real life, so it never ceases to amaze me how many blog friends I have. I think I’ve seen your site before, though. Have we emailed before?
Hello again-
It was so lovely meeting you today!!! You have such a beautiful family!!! I was the tall girl with a black skirt on, and the baby in the green sling. I want to encourage you by saying you are such a wonderful person. I too was nervous to come up to you once I realized that I recognized you from your blog!!! (hee hee). It is so much easier to share your heart when you are on the computer!!! I look forward to the opportunity to get to know you and to learn many wonderful things from you!!! Thank you for sharing your heart with us!!!
Tara,
I enjoyed meeting you too. It was fun talking to you, and hearing about the Vision Forum family you ran into just as you were first learning about the company. Isn’t it amazing how God orchestrates every detail of our lives?
That boy sounds like he has younger brothers
Kim,
I have emailed you here on this forum. You may have been to my family site. http://www.yturaldi.com.
I have a blog setup there, but it’s outdated, and so is my letter. I hope to get it to it this week : )
We are a military family of almost 8 and I recently started homeschooling. We were set to move last month, but were denied as the Militarys Special needs program denied our son to move to GA. My life has been crazy since January, but so blessed as well. We started hsing in Jan, and withtin 2 weeks found out we were expecting/had orders to GA. Had to get the house on the market and had it sold in 3 weeks. I should just email you….lol
I met one of your daughters on Friday when she saw my baby and said, “My little sister has that same dress!”
I asked her if the one next to her was her sister to which she replied, “Yes, I think I have 8 sisters.” 
I am not sure why, but I assumed she was one of yours and looking at your picture on your header I realize I was right. She was a sweetie! And while I would have loved to talk with her more, I had no idea what to say. 
I don’t think I stopped at your booth though (Sorry!) it was also my first fair and I was out in left field wandering around looking at the names above the booths more often than what/who was at the booth! I’m another who doesn’t do well in person. I did meet Tara, too, I believe, as we both were at the wrong room at the same time. 
*waves* Hi!
Anyhow, I will fondly remember meeting your daughters.
well, i realized at 3am while nursing the baby that she said she thought she had 7 sisters, so here I am to correct myself.
amazing what I mull over in the wee hours.
Kim, this was a very “real” post; thanks for being so upfront:) I am totally with you about the deer in the headlights look when trying to talk to a stranger in person.
I can’t wait for the day when I can leave my children at home with the older ones in charge to have a date with my hubby… Enjoy your Texan weather:) I love that state.
JenS,
That’s why he and I get along so well. One does all the talking and one does all the listening.
I asked around and the one you met was our Lydia. She’s a real talker, so I’m surprised you were able to get away so easily. She takes after her dad’s side of the family.
Oh, and she says that she stumbled when you asked how many sisters she had. First she told you 7, then 8, or vice versa.