Site Title

Had one of those mornings today…

Kind of felt like THIS book there for a little while.  But I am a grown-up (at least I play one in real life) and I realize that things could have been MUCH worse.  And for that I will always be grateful.

Headed to the Blueberry Patch this morning.  Got up at 6:30, shoved some breakfast down the boys and headed out by 7:30.  It was sprinkling, but I was not daunted.  We would pick blueberries, period.  It is a summertime tradition.

Drove a little over an hour north of here.  Pulled up to the farm with two very excited boys and one happy baby.  Was collecting my things in the van, and the owner came to the window.  "We’re closed", he said apologetically.  "We’re just too wet for pickers today".  WHAT?!  I smiled sweetly at him as I prepared to turn back around and face two devastated, bawling, upset little boys.

It’s ok, guys.  Secretly, fuming.

But I am convinced that there is nothing that a cold Sonic drink can’t fix.  That mixed with Rascal Flatts (the boys’ favorite) blaring thru my speakers.  And we even stopped at a grocery store to get some blueberries. 

So that went well.  We had a good "lemons to lemonade" experience, and I think we came thru it with flying colors.

Then we got home…

And I found these in my garage. (You can thank me later for posting that link).

Now…if you know me well, you know that I freak out about mice.  Those aforementioned creatures are like mice for me.  They give me the weebies. 

So I was getting them out of the garage, when Caleb, my bug-loving-son, decided to PICK ONE UP.  That’s when I lost it.

I jumped up and down like a little girl, and screamed "DROP IT! DROP IT! IT’S DISGUSTING".  I screamed so loud and so high, that my throat is scratchy.

Go ahead…laugh.  I’m sure it’s funny.  But, both boys were crying because of my ridiculous childish behavior.  Not to mention, scary approach.

So just when I thought I was handling life so well and being a good example to my boys…well, let’s just say I blew it.

Is it tomorrow yet?! 🙂

One more thing…

in case that story didn’t make you laugh, maybe this will.  This home was a mile or so away from the blueberry farm.  I LOVE the porch seating.