Every once in awhile I start freaking out and go a little nuts...
(Ok, maybe I do it everyday, but you don't need to know that.)
My fingernails just hanging on the edge of the world and if I let go, I will tumble down into a large deep dark hole, never to be found again. Between coming up with the money for this camp for Krischan and bills and food and gas and... and... and... AAAHHHHHHH!
Damn you big black mailbox, were is what I need.
Deep breath...
In moments like these, I take a step outside, and outside is...mud.
And my garden is a swampy, muddy mess.
It is hard to believe that this patch grew wonderful green beans, spaghetti squash, zucchini, cucumbers, herbs, and strawberries. Wonder what it will grow this year.
Hey, is that there green growing?
It is! Iris's they last through anything. If you are a black thumb, plant those. I have mowed over them and they popped back up. Seriously...I mowed over them all summer one year. They refuse to die.
Kadence isn't too sure on her feet in her brothers boots, so she looked like this a lot today on our walk.
Horse therapy. I don't know what her name is, I think I will call her Madge. No, they aren't mine. I have three kids and a dog are you crazy? I don't need anything else. Although I would like some chickens...
Another deep breath and the little ones take a go down the slide one last time.
Back inside...that line of where sanity ends and insanity begins is awfully close...
(Ok, maybe I do it everyday, but you don't need to know that.)
My fingernails just hanging on the edge of the world and if I let go, I will tumble down into a large deep dark hole, never to be found again. Between coming up with the money for this camp for Krischan and bills and food and gas and... and... and... AAAHHHHHHH!
Damn you big black mailbox, were is what I need.
Deep breath...
In moments like these, I take a step outside, and outside is...mud.
And my garden is a swampy, muddy mess.
It is hard to believe that this patch grew wonderful green beans, spaghetti squash, zucchini, cucumbers, herbs, and strawberries. Wonder what it will grow this year.
Hey, is that there green growing?
It is! Iris's they last through anything. If you are a black thumb, plant those. I have mowed over them and they popped back up. Seriously...I mowed over them all summer one year. They refuse to die.
Kadence isn't too sure on her feet in her brothers boots, so she looked like this a lot today on our walk.
Horse therapy. I don't know what her name is, I think I will call her Madge. No, they aren't mine. I have three kids and a dog are you crazy? I don't need anything else. Although I would like some chickens...
Another deep breath and the little ones take a go down the slide one last time.
Back inside...that line of where sanity ends and insanity begins is awfully close...
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