Back to our regularly scheduled blogging! This week the assigment is Sepia toned photos. Here is Mr. Wy-Guy gazing out the window and clearly ignoring my attempts to get him to look at me. Sigh.
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Not sure what to call this post. Maybe something will come to me as I type. Then again, not sure what to write either, lol. I guess I really am that boring, huh? Well then, I'll share some snaparoos of The Buckaroo from this morning before church. Handsome, isn't he?
He's really been sprouting the last couple weeks. Our 2.5 yr old is about to be in 4T. Already is for jammies and 3T pants are borderline high waters. Wish money was better, wish my health was better, wish our patience was better....I think I'd like another one, but I ain't gettin any younger...or richer for that matter, lol. I don't even think I would mind another boy. A girl would be fun, at least the first 12-13 years, not too sure after that, lol. I worry about young girls these days though. Things are so very different from my time, and that really wasn't that long ago so I can't imagine the state of things another good 15yrs from now. But anyway, thats a whole nother post...
So I picked up a copy of The South Beach Diet today. Can't hurt to try. I'll keep you posted. Adios carbs for the next 2 weeks. Pray for me, lol. It can't be much different from a smoker quitting cold turkey. I am also trying to re-read Bryan Peterson's Understanding Exposure. I've tried to read it before, but I seem to get overwhelemd and quit. It is so very highly recommended though...so must keep trying. I am hoping there will be one of those elusive "Ah-ha" moments.
OK, gonna wrap this up...still not sure what to call it....bet you don't care anyway. Toodles...
Wyatt had his procedure to get his tubes removed and ear drums patched this morning. I'm very proud of our little guy. He was not too thrilled to hear he could not have his usual cup o'milk upon waking, but he got over it quick. He was so brave and cooperative too. So we're home and he's back to his normal bouncing off the walls self. Oh and the best part, the Lord worked in His usual mysterious way and we were able to unintentionally negotiate over $400 off the cost. Woohoo!
One of those days; can't decide if my cup is half-full or half-empty. I guess what I really mean is that I KNOW its full, over flowing in fact, but I guess its just feeling bone dry lately. Why does it seem like feelings trump the head every time? So powerful those pesky little things are. I really wish my feelings could make friends with my head and then take a nice little hand-in-hand frolic thru a flower ladden field....gerbera daisies preferrably. Makes me think of an Ani ditty.... "if it weren't for my brain i'd just go over and make friends, too bad about my brain cause I'd like to make friends" ~ This Bouquet Random? Yes...title should have prepared you. On the subject of Ani DiFranco.....I have a special place in the closet of my heart for her. I'd gather probably of my few readers, only one has even heard of her and as that person sits here reading this right now, I can tell you what he's thinking "twang, twang twaaaaang" Yes, you know who you are. But really.....she's so many things I am not. A die-hard Democrat....as far left as I imgine someone can be without falling off the page. Bisexual. Pro-choice (and has practiced such). Athiest. But also, she is who she is and doen't give a damn who cares. She bears her heart with every line...sometimes tortured, sometimes not. She doesn't feel the need to candy coat and its a bitter taste to most I'd gather.....but its real. Its authentic. It's relatable. She can convince me. Well maybe not her more political songs, but man, her earlier work, WOW, she can sing of a broken heart like no bodys business and even though superglue of my heart is holding up thus far, it can recall times she was there, blasting in the background, as I picked up those tiny microscopic pieces and put them back together. Sigh.
So Wyatt is scheduled for ear surgery on Friday. Gonna cost more than we expected...but so it goes. Roof gonna cost more than we expected, but so it goes. Then a fierce little storm, with nothing better to do, decided it be fitting to blow down part of our fence....but so it goes.
But I did make some cheesecake tonight. Insta-jello kind, but as my daddy used to say, " when your hungry, even a piece of bread tastes good." Funny, that kinda made me tear up. Don't think of him as much as I used to but when I do, always seems to be one his little one liners like that. Wyatt would have enjoyed him.
Well, time to wrap this ramble fest up. 5:15 is a lot earlier than it sounds....and it feels even earlier.
