May or May Not Monday

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 decided to use the app Chatbooks to get the thousand + pictures off my phone. Apparently transferring a thousand photos just crashes it. I finally take responsible steps to deal with the ridiculous amount of pictures I carry around and it won't let me. So there's that. 

I may or may not have decided to deal with my picture overload after my storage ran out on my phone at an event with picturesque moments everywhere and my camera out of commission. One more time. My phone ran out of storage while at the event we've been helping put together. It missed out on corn maze pictures, Abe Lincoln photos, gold slushing photos, covered wagons with the name Weber on it, archery photos, horse riding photos, pottery making photos... Ya can't get that back, except maybe next year. 

I may or may not have called my husband ready for a verbal sparring match over the fireplace. Earlier this week, he turned off the gas pilot light and I heated the downstairs with my oven open for two hours to survive homeschool. He turned it back on for us but this morning the pilot light was out again. He's innocent this time. I'm hoping this doesn't mean trouble for our fireplace. Does anyone else have fights over fireplaces or is that just us? 

I may or may not have convinced my little to ride a horse for the first time ever and get over his anxiety by saying, "Just pretend you're on Heartland." "Oooo I will!" It totally worked. For those of you not familiar with the show it's about horses and ranching in Alberta. 

I may or may not have real dragons in my house as pets, of course. They were a birthday present and we  should have them for about six months. Seriously, how cool are these kids' lives!! To have pet dragons. Real ones. 

I may or may not have planted 17 sets of pansies at the historical farmhouse in our neighborhood front flower garden to get it spruced up for the big event this past weekend. A bunny has decided I planted him a feast. Even dug some up. This makes me like the bunny much less and realize why rabbit stew would sound appealing to some.

I may or may not be missing out on good sleep due to interruption from not my littles but my husband. Sagebrush allergies are in full swing for my husband making me wish for separate rooms he's so miserable in the middle of the night. At these times, he wishes he was a city slicker for our backyard is backed up to nothing but blooming sagebrush. 

I may or may not have been informed the day before my little's bday party that he wanted a cheesecake. Not the cake we picked out from the store. Did I have the ingredients? No, of course not. My husband had to go to the store not once but twice since I forgot to tell him one. The second store run was at 10pm. I started on the cheesecake at 11pm. The night before we were up til 2am working on the party crafts and me getting chores done. The things we do for our kids to make their life magical. 

My husband may or may not have discovered he planted peas instead of green beans. Surprise! He is a green bean fiend and was very disappointed for his loss.