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 keep forgetting about my afternoon first Monday of the month book club. I adore the club so I can’t quite figure out what my deal is about forgetting it. I have a reminder in my phone but that requires having my phone on me which I don’t much during the day. So I can try to be much better about it come next September when we next meet. I was just lucky that I popped into the library half an hour beforehand to be reminded and then run home and feed us all lunch so we could enjoy the next few hours at book club without rumbly tummies. 

I may or may not be having a debate with my husband who claims that it’s not normal to live in a musical. I beg to differ. Doesn’t everyone sing to their family all day every day? Weigh in please. 

I may or may not have been needlessly worried about our schedule transition with the advent of public school summer break. Both of my littles decided to not feel well last night - one with a fever at 4:25 AM and I saw yet another sunrise. The other woke up crying and feeling like puking all morning. I’m trying to switch our school schedule to late afternoon when it’s hottest and when the pool is the busiest. I’m hoping they decide to follow along. Mommie knows best, right!

I may or may not have demanded my darling husband make the time to go to Craters of the Moon and Yellowstone and then day of leaving didn’t want to go. I absolutely hate long car rides since moving to the middle of nowhere and I do all the driving. All of it. 

I may or may not have found a snake skin under the back door to my patio. I can’t wait for Heaven when it will be warm and I won’t be terrified of snakes every step I take. I hate snakes especially venomous ones. They offer nothing beneficial that non venomous ones don’t already do so I think we should kick them out of nature. Period. You’re just here to be jerks, so you are kicked off the island. 

Speaking of nature, the biggest lesson my family learned this week after watching BBC’s Planet Earth is that nature is absolutely awful. Disagree? Watch the five episodes. The iguanas and thousands of snakes laying in wait to eat the newly hatched iguanas is the stuff of nightmares. I was literally screaming through it. Nature is awful. 

I may or may not have a new technique for dealing with thunderstorms. We have had the strangest, in the best way, May. Warm and stormy. Living in the semi arid mountain desert means my littles are not accustom to storms daily. Particularly thunderstorms. So when driving home in a monsoon, nickel sized hail, and lightning strikes all around, turn on AC/DC Thunderstruck and make it fun instead of scary. It worked so well they wanted to continue chasing the lightning after we got to our community, so we did. Two days later when we literally had twenty strikes in our neighborhood with the majority on our street, we did it again watching out the window. Lest you think I don’t have a proper fear of lightning, I’m from the South, I do. I know four people who have been struck. I don’t take unnecessary chances and I teach safety practices to all three of my boys. 

I may or may not think that one of the best parts of staying in hotels is getting to watch HGTV. My family does too. We don’t have it at home. Am I the only one? 

At the farmhouse, my husband sent me a picture with a newly planted eight foot tall mature tree. I texted back where did this come from? He answered it was a fallen branch that had lodged itself upright in the ground a full foot and a half into the earth. We can only figure that it’s from the top of the tree at least forty feet in the air. I may or may not be on edge about being down there in wind now.