And in the midst of trying to get things done around Oleo Acres (one of the Cheaper Spreads), I've been making trips into town for blood tests, x-rays, and assorted other medical necessities. I find myself sitting down for a bit of a break and slipping off for a short, er, power-nap. Well, that shoots the day in the butt.
Oh, I don't want to give you the wrong impression here. In no way do I wish to become a Superwoman, although it sure would be great to fly from here to there and see through walls. I wonder if there's a Superwoman ironing secret that would allow me to blast through the umpteen shirts I need to iron for my DH.
So, that's why I haven't been blogging a lot lately.
My mother used to say, "I am a mother. I worry, worry, worry." We used to tease her about how she would worry about everything and all of us. Now that I am older, a wife and a mother, I fully understand what my mother meant. She wasn't worrying...she was multitasking! A woman ahead of her time. She just didn't have a catchy phrase to describe what she did.
So, that's what's been going on around here. Nothing exciting except for winning Lauren's neat story contest. (And where that story came from...well, let's just say that pain meds were involved and we'll leave it at that!) I'm here. I'm just trying to get all my ducks in a row with just two weeks to train them.
I wonder if sheep can be trained to do housework? Hmmm<>
Did I hear someone say "cookies"?
(Skittles running for the barn!)