First things First.

I am going to direct you to barngodess' latest post, Two Wolves

Go there now, then come back. ( please ; ) )


That, my friends, is wisdom.

I had to remind myself time and time again
this month as we dealt with the now gone, "renter",
as I seethed with rage, that I had choices about how this impacted me.



Sometimes I fed the wrong wolf.

Now I can serve up, Fridays leftovers..........

• We have been blessed with beautiful weather, the garden is planted. This is my favorite time of year. Snow and winter behind us, and lazy months of summer ahead, life is truly, good.


• I handed over 1200.00 to my husband to buy new golf clubs, because of a bet I made him. That hurt. Taken from my savings account, twelve crisp 100 bills now sit on his night stand waiting for his custom golf clubs to be ready. He's leaving them there I am sure to taunt me, and rub it in. I will not be driving a convertible this summer.


• gina asked a lot of questions in her "why?" post, this one caught my eye: Why does anyone like camping? Well gina, I'm turning that into an interview question, or even a whole post in the very near future. Camping and I have a love / hate relationship.We are heading back down to the river tonight. To camp.


• ATTENTION oshee and misty....... I have your interview questions ready... how do I get them to you??????? I was hoping a few more of you would say, "interview me", cause there's stuff I just gotta know...... so it's not to late, anybody else want an interview????


• your comments on the place where we live confirmed what I realize every day. I am a lucky woman. One of the things I work on in my life is the guilt that comes along with that. Do any of you struggle with the pangs of guilt you get when you realize how truly blessed you are, when many of the citizens of this planet are not?Sometimes I let this guilt, rob me of my joy. A work in progress.......... Baby, that's me.


• I challenged my son's teacher this week on the relevancy of the homework he has been assigned. For the last two months, twice a week he has been bringing home a list of 10 words, and the page number from "The Diary of Anne Frank". The assignment... look up the definition, AND write the sentence. Now, Miss Frank did not often use periods. Many of her sentences are 30, 40 words. So, twice a week, he sits down for an hour, looks up the definition, and copies sentences. Surely a woman with 4 years education, twenty years of experience and half a friggin brain, could come up with a more creative way to explore this wondrous literary treasure. Although she attempted to dig herself out of her apparent teaching rut by offering the most ridiculous reasons for this assignment, I'm not buying it. I am not done with her yet.


• liz, suggested that I post an "out my front door" picture . My husband and I have never been able to agree on which is the back yard and which is the front yard. Last year we finally agreed that we would let a coin toss decide. The children intervened and said that they would never know what we were talking about, if I chose to call the front the back, or my husband chose to call the back the front. In other words, they know they have weird parents, but they are used to us. Here's a picture of what I call the back porch and my husband calls the front door. Seriously folks.... does this look like a front entrance to you?? I mean, what self respecting person would have a front entrance that looks like this:
  

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