Monday Morning Musings . . . I am a Sensible. Sober, Down to Earth Woman.

It's days like these when I know that, as many mistakes as I made over the years, I still must have done something right. I mean if your grown up kid says "Sure, no problem." when you ask him to do something rather crazy for your latest class photo assignment, you can't have been all bad as a mom right??
I'm not allowed to say what the assignment is yet but this is an out take. It was  -15C (probably -24 with the wind chill) and this guy was good natured enough to sit in a snowy field in shorts and a muscle shirt with a cold beer in his hand. (His hat, snow-pants and gloves are stuffed in the cooler.)

As I was looking over the photos I took I remembered a conversation I had with Henry a few weeks ago.

He teased me about being a 'wild woman'. Which I most definitely am not  . . .

I told him how sorry I was that he ended up with 'sensible' over 'wild'.

And then he just  . . . looked at me. And started to laugh . . .

"Well okay, I know some of my projects aren't always sensible, but in most things I'm pretty sensible!"

"In your head maybe!"  and he laughed even harder.

Then I laughed a bit, looked at him and said "but I am!" He kept laughing. "No, really!!"

The thing is, I really do think I'm pretty sensible. In fact I've always believed that I was a sober, sensible, down-to-earth kind of girl.

But, now I'm starting to wonder. As I think about it, I'm pretty sure two people who know me well are rolling on the floor in hysterics right now. (You know who you are !!!)

 I'm thinking about some of the things I do that might not seem very sensible or even down-to-earth to other people.

So, I'm curious . . . Do you see yourself the way others see you, or do they say things about you that have you questioning how well they actually know you. Or how well you know yourself??

And . . .if you know me . . . don't you think I'm sober, sensible and down-to-earth most of the time???

 Inquiring minds want to know . . .

That Annoying Voice in my Head

Do  you ever have that? An annoying voice in your head that just won't leave you alone??

I do and it happens all the time. Some days that voice decides it's not content to stay in my head and appears around the corner inside a body.

I hear the Voice in my head most often while I'm chopping vegetables . . .

"Be careful!" "Stop waving the knife around, it's dangerous." "No, no, don't hold it like that, you're going to cut yourself." "Tuck your fingers in!!"

The other day the voice got so loud I was totally flustered and nearly cut my finger off!

But, when that Voice decides to get out of my head and reunite with it's body???

It's either very, very good or very, very bad.

It's very, very good when the body sighs, grabs the knife and says "Move over and let me do that, I can't take it any more . . ."

And it's very, very bad when it not only scolds me for playing when I should be working, but actually uses it's rather large body to gently remove me from my desk chair, turn off my computer and lead me into the kitchen to make dinner for the guests due to arrive any minute.

I mean, really, there's always peanut butter sandwiches right???

You know you're getting old when your son turns into your dad . . .

 

Jesse and the Double Lolly Caper

Do boys ever grow up I wonder?

This is my boy Jesse. He looks like a man doesn't he???

I mean, he has facial hair and everything . . .

When I was outfitting my little studio I made a quick trip to Costco and came home with a big bin of double lollies.

I put them in a nice retro glass jar I'd found at Target last summer.

I figured they'd be good bribes  rewards for any older kids who might come to the studio.

Very, very few young kids have come to the studio thus far.

Which is why, when Holly and I were in the studio to look at some fabulous new props I had gotten, she found something odd about my lolly jar . . .

Shouldn't the jar be a little fuller?

She had only had a couple, so why did the jar seem a bit empty???

Upon further investigation  . . .

The jar was VERY empty!!!

What in the world?

JESSE!!!

With a sheepish, rather mischievous grin he admitted to the 'borrowing' of my double lollies.

"But I was going to get you a new bin of lollies . . ."

Grown man or ingenious boy???

I leave it to you to decide . . .

Either way, Holly and I laughed our selves silly that night.

Dental Dilemma . . .or . . . How Brave AM I ???

So here's the dilemma. . .

The dentist is finally back in town and I had an appointment first thing this morning.

I woke up at 5:30, grabbed a quick breakfast and made a bee line for the front garden.

Shovel in hand, I got to work. I knew I would be top toothless all day and I just had to get a little gardening in. I have a profusion of shrubs, roses, perennials and annuals that need to be planted . Some things just can't wait!

I managed to tidy up one small spot in the garden and plant a clematis, a rose bush and a bunch of annuals in the area before my dentist's appointment. I also added one of my concrete leaves. It's covering a small ant colony I just can't seem to get rid of.

Live and let live. . . that's my motto.

Anyway. . . back to the dilemma . . 

After visiting the dentist I am missing these. . .

Leaving me looking somewhat like this . . .  (except, I'm a girl. . . and I wear glasses . . .)

So here's the dilemma. . .

Today is the perfect gardening day. Cloudy and cool with the the odd sprinkle.

I've barely made a dent in what needed to be done in the garden. . .

Am I brave enough to work out front without my top teeth??? (Keeping my head down and my mouth shut of course . . .)

I am just itching to get out there.

I'm just not sure if I can do it.

Could you???

A Tuesday Chuckle Courtesy Of Marty's Musings

It's been busy around here for the last week or so. I've got big plans up my sleeve and I'm hard at work on them.

It's very exciting. Especially now that I have some expert help! Google Apps will meet their match!

And then there's this Spring's plant sale. Which I had decided to skip this year.

 Because that's the sensible thing to do.

Henry was going to be sooo proud.

While our friend Teresa was over one evening, I mentioned my sensible decision.

Henry's reaction was . . . unexpected . . .

"What?!! But you have to have a plant sale!. I've been telling people about it and they're excited."

"You want me to have a plant sale?? A sale that will make lots of extra work for you, and likely interrupt the steady flow of homemade bread you've been enjoying?!"

"Well, yeah. Just keep it small so it won't be so much work."

Keep it small??

It's been 28 years. You think he'd know me by now . . .

I started the first batch of seeds today Thirteen different flowers. Annuals and perennials. After I stop at Apache Seeds tomorrow I will have fifteen.

Keep it small.

What was he thinking???

Does anyone have favorites that they plant every year? Any requests, if you live here in town? Let me know. I would be happy to add to the list . . .

Keep it small . . . ha!

The Tuesday chuckle?

I found this post through Donna at Funky Junk's Facebook page

Hop over to Marty's Musing's and check it out . . .

How to Survive a Blogging Spouse

1)   Buy the very best computer you can’t possibly afford and then don’t even tell her how to turn it on.  I’m serious!  If you help on that very first night, you have become her Internet Technology Specialist.  And you will rue that day.  Our weapon of choice is a 27” iMac.  With reading glasses on, this thing looks like a roadside billboard.  It has yet to blink, even with 30 trillion pictures on it already

*excerpt reprinted with permission. Click on Marty's Musings link for the full post.

A Little Something To Lighten The Mood.

Since my last post was rather gloomy, I wanted to post something a little more lighthearted today.

In our family Morgan is the resident poet and his efforts are guaranteed to amuse. . .

If you don't mind a bit of boy humor.

Lest you think Crystal was offended. . . She herself has quite a large selection of 'gas' jokes. . 

What do you think Chandra???

The Beauty Of Being A Goat At Thanksgiving. . .

There is real beauty in being a goat at Thanksgiving. . .

Mostly because I've never heard of a Thanksgiving goat. . .



I might not be having such a good day if I looked like this guy though. . .

***Okay, I know this is stretching my theme a lot  a bit but I'm feeling under the weather so. . .

I decided to lean more towards fun than beauty today.

I hope everyone is having a lovely Thanksgiving weekend.

Beating The Heat. . . part one

Visit Dairy Queen. . . .

Share with your dog. . .