May or May-Not Monday: Where you can divulge the secrets of life's mishaps without feeling like a failure. So go on... own up. I may have...
I may or may not have stepped in a puddle of pee in an aisle at Walmart in sandals. Sandals that elevate my foot about an 1/8 inch off the ground.
I may or may not have fled across town to a friend's house after the next door trampoline declared war on our house. It may have all been because I didn't want to hear the same questions and alarm about the trampoline from a certain little on repeat for four hours.
I may or may not have had a tension migraine for a week. It took a professional massage to get the tension out of my neck for my brain to clear. Only then did I begin to see the disaster that was my house, outside and inside. "Welcome back, Kate!" said my husband when I started exclaiming "How long has that been that way?"
I may or may not have purchased girl slippers for my little this week. His feet are no longer toddler size and the only boy slippers were skulls or spiders -- not acceptable to our little or to the adults in this house. Little boys should be allowed to be little and not "tough guys".
I may or may not be forcing myself to finish a 1000+ page book that I dislike intensely. Reason: I purchased it and didn't borrow it from the library. I've only got 100ish left to go. Doubt that I will change my mind about liking it in those last 100ish pages.
I may or may not have decorated my dining room table with day lilly sticks from my yard and really digging it. My littlest little has the fun job of getting more when they are ready.
I may or may not have had a tension migraine for a week. It took a professional massage to get the tension out of my neck for my brain to clear. Only then did I begin to see the disaster that was my house, outside and inside. "Welcome back, Kate!" said my husband when I started exclaiming "How long has that been that way?"
I may or may not have purchased girl slippers for my little this week. His feet are no longer toddler size and the only boy slippers were skulls or spiders -- not acceptable to our little or to the adults in this house. Little boys should be allowed to be little and not "tough guys".
I may or may not be forcing myself to finish a 1000+ page book that I dislike intensely. Reason: I purchased it and didn't borrow it from the library. I've only got 100ish left to go. Doubt that I will change my mind about liking it in those last 100ish pages.
I may or may not have decorated my dining room table with day lilly sticks from my yard and really digging it. My littlest little has the fun job of getting more when they are ready.


Those sticks are gorgeous. The puddle at Wal-Mart, not so much. Enjoyed reading this!
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