Spoke too soon
Coffee is brewing
Getting ready to walk Blue
Picked up my coat from kitchen counter
(Yes, I know we have a coat closet!)
…and my husband’s ipad fell from atop my coat right into the dog’s big ole water bowl.
CRAP!!!!
^ except I swore more creatively than that
Good thing ipad has a cover
…and dog is thirsty
Hope it’s gonna be OK
That’s two mishaps in no time flat
I better stop keepin’ track…
*sigh*
~ Janean
December 5, 2012
I just dropped loose coffee on the kitchen floor
Grrrr!!! I needed that coffee brewed!!!!
It was my “good” Kauai coffee too. The kind my parents keep me supplied in out of love. grrrr
Bright Side:
1. it’s swept up
2. I only wasted 3 Tablespoons AND
3. I can make more…like NOW.
*sigh*
Hope it’s not a sign of a day of mishaps to come…
December 5, 2012
quiet pink streaks
fade to peach
in a pale blue gray sky
I watch the rising of the sun
from my kitchen window
the dishes are even done
November 17, 2012
The oven timer beeped, “done” at 8:30a.m.
I asked my youngest son, as he was quietly sitting nearby, to tell his big brother, “The cinnamon rolls are ready, it’s time for him to save his game, power down and come upstairs to eat.”
Next thing I knew the basement door was flung open, and that littlest boy used a great big voice to shout, “Get your butt up here! Breakfast is ready!”
I gotta admit, his big brother listened and I laughed aloud in reply.
I was still chuckling and smiling as I handed ‘em each a plateful of iced, cinnamon goodness, baked from a refrigerated Pillsbury tube.
Good morning.
May your day be A Good One.
I’m smiling here, still charmed by my youngest son’s cut to the chase translation.
~ Janean
November 4, 2012
my day ended much the same way it began
walking my dog beneath a dark, yet starlit sky
I woke too soon this morning
4-something instead of 5-ish
I tried to go back to sleep
by 4:45am I’d given up
and murmured to my husband, “My brain’s awake.”
as I rolled out of bed
he wryly replied, “I don’t think it ever shuts down.”
perhaps not
there are those crazy dreams sometimes
the ones I remember in a vague, bizarre way
the day itself was a good one
drove my boys to school
and I went in with ‘em
spent the morning there
sittin’ in a 5th grade classroom
mounting Art Club art on colored paper
writing out title cards for each piece
then usin’ my three step stool
to hang this mini art show in the hall
in time for Grandparent’s Day on Thursday
home around 11 to walk Blue again
made a phone call, texted with a friend
ate some soup for lunch
napped
a luxury
set my phone alarm so I’d be up in time
to walk the dog again before school let out
picked up my children
fed my parent’s cats
home again
early supper
not a fancy one
make up soccer game at 5:30
for the one we didn’t play in the rain
the sunset was spectacular
my son’s team won the game too
home for the night this time
Blue and I went ‘round the block again
evening spent in the kitchen
dishes, bills, papers
then that last starlit walk
last one ‘til early mornin’ anyway
bedtime
everyone else is tucked in
my turn…now
‘night
Zzzzzzzzzzzz
October 16, 2012
Today was for standin’ in the kitchen, cryin’ at a Country song, while makin’ lasagna – one for my family and one for a friend’s. It snuck up on me. That song about fathers and daughters. Caught me unaware and ill prepared as it took me back through all those early years. I didn’t know those tears were waitin’, hoverin’ beneath the surface. Some days are just like that. One lasagna delivered with garlic bread and salad for the sides. One lasagna is in the oven. Ours. And those damn dishes are waitin’ in the sink. The day is still young. I’ll do ‘em…soon. ~ Janean
October 3, 2012
as I look out the kitchen window
before the sky is bright
I see the neighbors rooftops
silhouetted against the dark of night
the shadows gradually lessen
the silhouettes become more clear
for the sun is now up
and morning
is here
September 28, 2012
Today I wish Martha Stewart lived here because I have ants in the pantry which flips me out and makes me want to scream and it’s not like I don’t have anything else to do, like, oh, yeah, MAKE ART! Good morning. *sigh* ~ Janean
August 23, 2012
I served bacon and eggs to my family for supper tonight because we are out of most everything and I have yet to make it to the grocery store.
It’s Fair Week you know…
First it was gettin’ the projects done
Then it was gettin’ them judged
Now, finally it’s just goin’ to the fair for fun
And we’re goin’ quite often
We’ve been there four days in a row
With two more to go
And don’t you worry…
We’re goin’ those days too
Temps are in the 90’s
Middle mostly
With central Illinois humidity
And not a rain cloud in sight
That’s why I shouted from the kitchen, as I dished up eggs for supper, “I’m doing the best I can!”
For the 4-H motto is
“To Make The Best Better”
~ Janean
August 3, 2012
AND the fridge picked today to leak again from under the chocolate drawer – are you freakin’ kidding me?! ~ Janean
June 30, 2012
Turquoise Tangles 