Once upon a time I was a blogger. I thought I had time on my hands and I filled it with blogging. Turns out I was robbing my kids of the time I should have been spending doing things with them. OUCH! Ok, ripped that bandaid off all at once.
Time, lots of time has passed since I was a blogger. Time passed and I have changed, but those of you who know me well, know that time doesn’t even have to pass for me to change. Sometimes I do it in the blink of an eye. Don’t you feel sorry for my man. Women are hard enough to “understand” but it’s really not fair when I change my opinions and ideals like a cuttle fish changes her dress. What can I say? It’s who I am. Several things do remain the same.
- I love God.
- I love my husband.
- I love my kids.
- I love homeschooling.
- I love watching movies.
- I love these bullet thingies.
These are the steadiest parts of my life.
So what’s different about today? I don’t know. I’ve been thinking I just need a place to put my thoughts down and show off pictures of my kids and visit with you folks every once in a while. I sure don’t have time to do this everyday, but I think it won’t hurt to try a “when I have a minute” approach. Again. So, here I go.
Okay, so today was hard. Not the “heart-rending” kind of hard. The “boy-howdy do my feet and back hurt from all the work” kind of hard.
This morning the kids helped me check (wait a minute, I have to do math, yes, it does hurt a little, I’m gonna get out the calculator)(11 cartons x 18 eggs per carton) ok, about 200 eggs for freshness using the “does it float or sink” method. Then we took them and gave them to some of our friends and the staff at our local veterinary clinic. I never told y’all at the time, but when Trixie died the nice folks at our vet. clinic sent me a very heart-felt card and everyone on staff signed it and wrote a little note. People, those folks had only seen Trixie twice. They’re just good people. Anyway, we took 7 cartons of eggs to them and took 4 cartons to town for friends.
The bank was next on my list and I had completely forgotten that it was the first banking day of the month. Lo-o-o-o-o-ong line. And the A/C in the car quit.
After that forever chore I went to drop off some kids and a couple of pizzas and pick up the husband to go out for lunch. What a nice time we had, just the two of us.
Then off to Sam’s Club. Just me and my 2 littlest kids. The littles are now 8 and 11, so it’s not like I went to Sam’s with a couple of toddlers, but you can’t tell my feet and back that. My feet and back think they did ALL THE WORK ALL DAY LONG. Granted we did have a big haul at Sam’s, but …well, not sure why. I guess it’s the floor at Sam’s. Sucks the strength and energy right out of a person, can I get an AMEN on that?
So part of the huge haul was two rotisserie chickens. (I knew spell check was gonna flag me on rotisserie.) Anyway, brought those tasty birds home and plunked them into the crockpot to keep warm until the rest of the family gets home in a couple of hours. Then we’ll heat a couple of cans of ranch beans and dig in.
Until then I’m gonna sit on a cushion and put my feet up. I might read a book. I might try reading a book with my eyes closed.
Thanks for listening. Maybe next time I’ll put some photos of the kids on. For now I think I’ll try to get one from my phone. Never done that before. Cross your fingers. (I don’t even know what “cross your fingers” means, I just said it to rile Perry.)
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