While The Kids Don’t Know Where I Am…

I’ll quickly post this.

I’ve been busy.

(Aren’t we all?)

Whoever coined the phrase ‘the lazy days of summer’ was a big fat liar.

And was perhaps medicated.

Or murdered in his sleep….

I have a pile of sewing projects to get done

about 75# of pears in my basement ripening

cucumbers ready to be pickled

and

zucchini needing something, anything really.

And let’s face it,

most days I want to remain a melted puddle on the floor that I become once 12pm 3pm hits.

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Here’s the low down on how projects work for me.

Day 1: Find idea.

Some days later: Find materials.

About a week later: Put materials in laundry room.

Stay awake at night for a week: Think about idea.

In sleep deprived state: Find tools.

One week later: Put tools by materials.

Finally: Move everything to ‘project’ area.

After a while: Do project.

Even longer: Paint project.

All in the same day as I’m finally motivated after a month: Paint again.

One more time.

May or may not be driven by desperation: Figure out where to put project.

Bryce reconsiders marriage commitment….

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Two weeks ago I finally finished this project.

I’m going to put this outside my front door.

Once Bryce solves my problem and tells me the best way to hang it.

(Please don’t acknowledge the ‘R’, it’s embarrassed enough as it is….)

From the cut out semicircles, the kids made these un-sailable boats.

Bryce and I had our ten year anniversary.

{You don’t have to tell me, I know he’s awesome…}

My friend watched our kids for like 12 hours on Saturday so we could go out.

We went garage selling/estate selling and found these two things (pre-clean up, thankyouverymuch).

And this cute set of green Pyrex china.

That jar of peaches is one of 60 we canned last week.

While my sister was here.

In 90 degree weather.

In a house without air conditioning.

Now that I think about it,

I haven’t heard from her since….

Katie

P.S. If you have any great songs to recommend, I would love it if you mentioned it in the comments.  For real.  You should do it.