|Been enjoying the Biggest Loser pancake for breakfast lately.
Chick mug - $1.50 thrift find : -)
I'm all healed up from the stings...even got a few more on my tender inner thigh, right through my jeans.
They got so swollen, I couldn't wear pants for a day, and now they are bruised.
The bees are angry my friends!
Sorry I haven't been around - I'm just so dadgummed busy. I don't know how people blog everyday - I just don't. I mean I know HOW they do it - but HOW do they do it? You know what I mean?
Daily I want to share the shenanigans around here - and there are many - but there aren't enough hours in the day.
Busier than a one armed wallpaper hanger.
Busier than a cat covering crap.
Busier than a one legged man in a butt kicking contest.
Yesterday I worked from 4am til 9pm rather non stop.
I slept a good solid nine hours last night - but dreams of searching for my 1999 Ford Contour in an underground parking lot - such vivid dreams - made it feel that I was working all night as well.
The parking lot custodian assured me that my car had been stolen, and I kept saying 'Who would steal a 1999 Ford Contour?!"
No matter how busy I am - there is still time to fool about with the BoyChild.
I do declare, sending him foolish pictures and text messages are worth the price of my phone.
Getting messages like I did today, unprompted - totally make my day...
"I love you so much"
"Can't wait to see you this weekend"
The love I have for this child confounds me.
It's too big to be contained - endless - eternal - unconditional.
Have a BEE utilful weekend!
What are y'all up to?
We are going to do yard work, have a bike ride, grill and have a nice big Sunday supper.
Your comments on the last post totally cracked me up!
Stinging in the rain?
ha ha ha ha!
Oh - and for the record, I'm glad you were laughing at my trauma...I mean...thanks so much.