Top SEVEN things I did today.
1. I made 56 pancakes, two omelets and a package of orange Danish breakfast buns. (Thank you, Pillsbury.)
2. I popped twelve bags of popcorn.
3. I went through a case of water, a twelve pack of 7-up, a six-pack of Diet Coke and a container of orange juice.
4. I swept up a bazillion multi-colored, air-soft pellets, and located the cat AND the dog- both of whom were hiding the basement in fear for their lives.
5. I made a thousand peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. At least.
6. I reminded myself that air-soft battles on a Sunday afternoon are not unlike the days that the girls spent with THEIR friends back then – only they weren’t NEARLY as messy, the girls never tried to shoot each other and they all had lovely mani’s and pedi’s at the end of the day.
7. I tracked down and threw away TEN empty popcorn bags that were strewn about the yard. Where the other two went is anybody’s guess.
8. Managed to send only ONE boy to the ER with a bloody gash in his leg. Apparently this is a weekly occurrence at their house, which made me feel a tad bit better about the “mishap in the creek.”
And then as the day drew to a close I sat on the porch with my coffee and thanked God that the Golden Boy and his friends blessed me with chaos today.
Life is good; life is damn, damn good.
(My lovely friend Anne nominated my post The Hurt (in) the Closet over at BlogHer for one of the Voices of the Year. The authors of the chosen posts read them aloud at the conference. It is a very moving portion of the weekend... If you are so inclined, you can vote....)
(My lovely friend Anne nominated my post The Hurt (in) the Closet over at BlogHer for one of the Voices of the Year. The authors of the chosen posts read them aloud at the conference. It is a very moving portion of the weekend... If you are so inclined, you can vote....)
