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About Wendy Thomas

Wendy is a journalist, writer, blogger and the Tech Blog Manager at Constant Contact.

Lesson 1106 – Fly, fly my little chicks

Today the younger chicks of the flock headed off to high school. Yup, all of our school-aged kids are in one school again, something that hasn’t happened for the last 13 years. (This, of course, means no more of those fun-filled nights when we raced from one school’s teacher conferences to another’s.)

It’s definitely time for them to all go back, to see friends, and to have a schedule with boundaries and expectations. Sitting in your room tweeting your friends is fine, but now it’s time to once again learn about history, to read some Shakespeare and to wade your way through some heavy duty Physics classes. Growing up carries on, just like the seasons.

I have to admit, this has been the nicest summer we’ve had in a long time. Not too hot or humid. In fact, it was pretty much perfect and trust me, we took advantage of it, but as the leaves start turning and the weather becomes brisk, we all know that it’s time to get back to a routine. The kids need to return to school and I need to sit my butt in the chair and get back to my writing full-time (you wouldn’t believe how much I’ve been able to get done on this, their first day away – uninterrupted-focus *is* all that it’s cracked up to be.)

I’ve never been one of those moms who cries at the thought of my kids going to school. Oh sure, I think of them when they are away, but I know that they’re with their friends and that they are learning and being exposed to new thoughts and experiences. I’ve always loved school and so I’ve assumed that my kids would also.

It’s that attitude (along with a very long backed-up to-do list) that let me cheerily wave my little chicks off this morning as they walked up the street grumbling about having to wake up so early.

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Goodbye, have fun, be safe and stay smart, my poppits. See you when you come back home.

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Wendy Thomas writes about the lessons learned while raising children and chickens in New Hampshire. Contact her at Wendy@SimpleThrift.com

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Lesson 1105 – Quotable Chicks

Friday’s Quotes for the Chicks

 

IMG_20140825_184654914Perseverance is not a long race; it is many short races, one after the other. – Walter Elliot

Boy, am I grateful.

If you go to the U.S. Open, you have to be prepared to walk and climb stairs, often. Last year when I went I was still waiting for my Lyme Disease Western Blot results from IGenx to return. I wasn’t being treated for Lyme Disease, I was being treated for pain.

I walked and limped all over the center. I climbed stairs greatly relying on those handrails to pull me up (and begged to use the escalators at times) and then in the evening, I’d take narcotics to ease the pain in my joints and lower legs enough to allow me to get to sleep.

This year, after treatment (which is still ongoing) I walked all over the place (no limp.) I took every stair case I came across (no use of handrails), and I didn’t use the escalator once.At night I needed nothing more than a cool glass of water before I went to bed.

The difference really is remarkable. Continue reading

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Lesson 1104 – Tiny Living in a Big House – Tiny step: Souvenirs

As many of you know, I was recently at the U.S. Open. It’s a yearly thing where I meet up with some of the people I met while at tennis camp. We all catch up on what’s happened in the last year. Where the kids are in school now, how much we’re playing recreationally and what the current injury situation is (let’s face it, if you’ve played tennis for a few years, you usually have a few aches.)

At the Open, they tend to hand out things. Lots of things. Over the years, they’ve distributed fans, water misters, radios, cookies, posters, and other items.

It was not enough for me to get just one of these trinkets. I’d always pick up 6 of everything – one for each kid – and usually some extras on top of that (just in case.) This of course, meant that I spent much of the U.S. Open lugging around a large bag of *stuff.* It was okay, though, it made *me* feel better about leaving the flock behind.

But times have changed. I’ve realized that I was bringing home all of these souvenirs in an effort to share my experience with everyone else and there are better ways to do that than bringing home half a dozen samples of chocolate covered cookies (even if they are delicious.)

This year, I didn’t get any samples, I bought nothing home for the kids except for stories. Continue reading

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Lesson 1103 – Road Trip

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So guess where I’m headed to for the next few days? (while Marc stays behind and tends to the flock(s).)

A friend I met from Tennis Camp organizes a yearly trip and I get to stay with his family for the days we attend the U.S. Open. I only see them once a year so there’s a lot to catch up on (oldest child left the nest for college, mom went to Italy, family went all over the U.S. hiking.) I get to meet with good friends while we watch some of the world’s best tennis.

Going to the Open is an event where I face crowds, eat outrageously priced food, and sit in the nosebleed seats to watch what look like tiny ants wearing clothing that I’ll never fit into and I ABSOLUTELY ADORE IT.

I love the game of tennis. I love to play it. I love the smell of the courts, the action of competition, the skill involved, and yes, even when ants are playing, I love to watch it.

Not sure I’ll be online but I will be posting photos of Mama Hen at the US Open on my Instagram account – wendy.thomas1) so you might not hear from me until Wednesday (although I am going to try my hardest to put up some chicken/tennis stories – of which I’m sure, there will be many.)

Love to all. (See what I did there?) See you when I get back.

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Wendy Thomas writes about the lessons learned while raising children and chickens in New Hampshire. Contact her at Wendy@SimpleThrift.com

Also, join me on Facebook to find out more about the flock (children and chickens) and see some pretty funny chicken jokes, photos of tiny houses, and even a recipe or two.

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Lego people wanted for Amazing Lego Mama Hen Adventures

Soooo, if anyone has any unused Lego people lying around their house, Lego Mama Hen and I would appreciate it if you sent them to live in our flock (or I could take a photo of them with Amazing Lego Mama Hen and send them back to you.)

I think Amazing Lego Mama Hen needs to expand her adventures.

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This is Lego Mama Hen’s good friend Yorik. She knows him well.

 

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Lesson 1102 – Quotable Chicks

Friday’s Quotes for the Chicks

IMG_20140816_135140279Sometimes it’s the journey that teaches you a lot about the destination. Drake

We bought Trevor back to Norwich University, Vermont. This is a picture of a bridge on campus that rooks (freshmen) are not allowed to use. Trevor as a sophomore can now use this bridge. It’s just one more step in his military journey.

We go into the weekend still without a stove. One has been ordered but because we wanted to check out another store (we ended up not going with that one) by the time we got back to the first store, the Saturday deliver date had closed and we were now looking at Monday afternoon.

No worries, if there is one thing I know how to do, it’s come up with a solution to a problem and besides, weren’t grills invented for the summer, losing electricity, and for when your stove kicks the bucket? Continue reading

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Lesson 1101 – Charlie remembers

Although we have several chickens in our flock (all with their own stories) the one I am asked the most often about is: Charlie.

When Charlie was born, her deformed feet (curled and webbed) pretty much assured that she was not going to have a happy and long life. I took a chance and brought her home. With my son’s assistance, I performed surgery to release the webbing, splinted her toes to straighten them out and then I gave her chicken physical therapy (up on the roost, off of the roost, up on the roost, etc.) Charlie ended up living as a pet in our house for 6 months (I know, I know) and became as much a member of our family as anyone else. If someone was watching TV, Charlie would be there sitting on a shoulder watching the show along with all of us. Charlie loved the Super Bowl and in particular, she loved those little bagel pizzas that always seem to come with the game.

As Charlie got older, I set up a nest near my desk and she would spend hours, sitting in her nest watching me type (which is why when she pecked a letter off of Marc’s keypad, I was convinced she was simply trying to emulate “mom”.) Continue reading

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