I have been back from the beach for almost 24 hours now and reintegration is tough. I was so tired when I got home yesterday that all I really got accomplished was unloading the car . Nothing but food items and bathroom stuff got put away. I started my morning by going out to the garden to pick beans and tomatos. A far cry from drinking my cup of coffee sitting on a balcony watching and listening to waves crash on the shore. My poor garden ! A week's worth of neglect shows. Next was cutting the beans , washing the beans, and putting a pot of beans on for supper later. The rest of my day so far has been about unpacking and putting things away.
Hear my heart...I loved snuggling up to my husband that I had missed all week and sleeping in my own bed. I loved the excitement of two little dogs that had missed their mommy all week. I AM happy to be home, I really am. I just really miss my happy place. All of my laundry was washed, dried , and folded before we even came home so I resorted to sticking my head into the beach bag this morning in an attempt to catch a whiff of saltiness that can only be found oceanfront. I miss the roar of the ocean. I miss the sight of waves crashing on the sand. I miss not having anything better to do than lounging at the pool or sitting in the sand looking for shells.I miss not seeing my mom's smiling face because for 7 days there were no worries. I miss the banter between my neice and her boyfriend. I miss the chats on the balcony with my brother. I miss baby Caden . I miss watching my brother enjoying his new wife and baby. I miss everything about last week !
I do this everytime I leave . It takes about a week for my brain to accept that I am home , vacation is over, and now its all just a memory. Memories...I made a ton of them . I can't thank my brother Chris and his wife Candy enough for having the idea for a family vacation and making it happen. Until last week, it had been 2 summers since I had spent time at a beach. Hopefully it will not be another 2 years before I see my happy place again.
Monday, July 23, 2012
Sunday, July 22, 2012
My love/hate relationship with Myrtle Beach
I realize that that most of you LOVE Myrtle Beach so I am probably getting ready to ruffle a few feathers. A couple of months ago my brother, Chris, had a brilliant idea to plan a gigantic family beach vacation. Him, his wife, and brand new baby, his older daughter, her boyfriend , and my crew, 7 days at Myrtle Beach. Carolina Beach has been my beach of choice for many years but I was all for it if it meant spending that much time with members of my family that I don't get to spend alot of time with. I had not been to Myrtle for 20 years or so and didn't quite know what to expect. Well, crowded much?
I am not sure what the draw is. Everywhere you go and everything you do is way overpriced. Yet, thousands of people swarm there like its the only beach on the east coast. And when I say thousands, I believe that all of those thousands were staying within a quarter mile of us. By 7 am the beach in front of the condo complex was full, each person claiming their stake of property for the day like it was the wild west. I don't mean a towel , beachbag, and a chair. I mean huge canopies that had to be staked in the ground and a days worth of towels, chairs, drinks, toys, and God only knows what else as if the condo was a mile up the beach . By 8 am you were hard pressed to find an unpopulated spot of sand big enough to build a sand castle. It would stay that way until at least after 6 pm and I think it must have been supper time and they were afraid they wouldn't get back before 8pm when all canapoies had to be taken down.
The pool and lazy river weren't much better. Both opened at 9 am and by 9:05 all beach chairs had towels in them even though there was a sign at each claming that towels wouldn't reserve a chair and would be removed if you weren't in the pool area. That was a big fat lie. So here is how it worked, Go to the beach at 7 am and set up your canopy, hurry back to claim your spot at the pool and spend your day going back and forth between the two without having to give up a spot and therefore leaving some to not have a pool chair even though you were down on the beach .
So, I apparently don't like crowds. Can you tell? I have another beef . For two months I looked forward to strolling down to the beach a couple of mornings and watch the sunrise. Ha ! Jokes on me. The sun did rise, every morning it did, just not the picture perfect sunrise I expected. I am used to watching the sun come up against the back drop of the ocean. Imagine my disappointment when it came up behind the many high rise buildings at the end of the beach. What?
I guess you can say I am not a Myrtle beach fan. I hate the roads you have to drive to get there. I hate the traffic. I hate the crowds. I hate the prices. Give me Carolina, Wrightsville, or Kure beach any day. Straight shot down 40 , cleaner and less populated beaches, more reasonable prices, and a more family friendly astmosphere. Oh and a sun that rises over the ocean. Having said all of that, I loved my vacation. I was with my family and family is very important to me. I loved just sitting around and chatting with my new sister in law and getting to know her better. Chris and I spent time on the balcony every day laughing as we watched people chase their canopies, umbrellas, and boogie boards down the beach, especially three days last week when the wind was so stupid that it would sting your legs if you were crazy enough to go down there. I got some baby Caden time, love that little guy. I enjoyed meeting my niece's boyfriend and spending time with her. It had been way too long. I cherished countless hours with my mom even shopping with her for 4 hours one afternoon. Eric was originally scheduled to come down on Wednesday because he couldn't take the whole week off and ended up having to work instead. So I missed having him there but had many hours of play time with my children.
I worked just as much there as I do at home. I cooked, cleaned, and did laundry almost every day but the difference is that when the chores were finished I got to sit on the balcony and watch the waves crash on the shore or sit in the sand and dig for shells. That was my down time and I spent hours doing both. The condo was nice, big, comfortable, and because we had a washer and dryer I only brought home 6 articles of dirty laundry. We had an incredible view of the beach. I would not choose Myrtle as my favorite beach but I did cry as I watched Cara stand on the shore this morning with her feet in the water. I cried again as I locked the condo door behind me this morning for the last time. I fought tears as we drove away from Ocean Drive. It wasn't that I didn't want to come home. I just didn't want to leave. And yes there is a difference.
I am not sure what the draw is. Everywhere you go and everything you do is way overpriced. Yet, thousands of people swarm there like its the only beach on the east coast. And when I say thousands, I believe that all of those thousands were staying within a quarter mile of us. By 7 am the beach in front of the condo complex was full, each person claiming their stake of property for the day like it was the wild west. I don't mean a towel , beachbag, and a chair. I mean huge canopies that had to be staked in the ground and a days worth of towels, chairs, drinks, toys, and God only knows what else as if the condo was a mile up the beach . By 8 am you were hard pressed to find an unpopulated spot of sand big enough to build a sand castle. It would stay that way until at least after 6 pm and I think it must have been supper time and they were afraid they wouldn't get back before 8pm when all canapoies had to be taken down.
The pool and lazy river weren't much better. Both opened at 9 am and by 9:05 all beach chairs had towels in them even though there was a sign at each claming that towels wouldn't reserve a chair and would be removed if you weren't in the pool area. That was a big fat lie. So here is how it worked, Go to the beach at 7 am and set up your canopy, hurry back to claim your spot at the pool and spend your day going back and forth between the two without having to give up a spot and therefore leaving some to not have a pool chair even though you were down on the beach .
So, I apparently don't like crowds. Can you tell? I have another beef . For two months I looked forward to strolling down to the beach a couple of mornings and watch the sunrise. Ha ! Jokes on me. The sun did rise, every morning it did, just not the picture perfect sunrise I expected. I am used to watching the sun come up against the back drop of the ocean. Imagine my disappointment when it came up behind the many high rise buildings at the end of the beach. What?
I guess you can say I am not a Myrtle beach fan. I hate the roads you have to drive to get there. I hate the traffic. I hate the crowds. I hate the prices. Give me Carolina, Wrightsville, or Kure beach any day. Straight shot down 40 , cleaner and less populated beaches, more reasonable prices, and a more family friendly astmosphere. Oh and a sun that rises over the ocean. Having said all of that, I loved my vacation. I was with my family and family is very important to me. I loved just sitting around and chatting with my new sister in law and getting to know her better. Chris and I spent time on the balcony every day laughing as we watched people chase their canopies, umbrellas, and boogie boards down the beach, especially three days last week when the wind was so stupid that it would sting your legs if you were crazy enough to go down there. I got some baby Caden time, love that little guy. I enjoyed meeting my niece's boyfriend and spending time with her. It had been way too long. I cherished countless hours with my mom even shopping with her for 4 hours one afternoon. Eric was originally scheduled to come down on Wednesday because he couldn't take the whole week off and ended up having to work instead. So I missed having him there but had many hours of play time with my children.
I worked just as much there as I do at home. I cooked, cleaned, and did laundry almost every day but the difference is that when the chores were finished I got to sit on the balcony and watch the waves crash on the shore or sit in the sand and dig for shells. That was my down time and I spent hours doing both. The condo was nice, big, comfortable, and because we had a washer and dryer I only brought home 6 articles of dirty laundry. We had an incredible view of the beach. I would not choose Myrtle as my favorite beach but I did cry as I watched Cara stand on the shore this morning with her feet in the water. I cried again as I locked the condo door behind me this morning for the last time. I fought tears as we drove away from Ocean Drive. It wasn't that I didn't want to come home. I just didn't want to leave. And yes there is a difference.
Sunday, July 1, 2012
Lesson learned
Last Friday me and my gang headed to Great Wolf Lodge for some family time . We booked this trip months ago before I had beach plans of any kind. I thought about cancelling after I made beach plans but Eric isn't going to be able to go with us for the whole week so I kept the Lodge plans. This is the second time we have been to the Great Wolf Lodge and this trip was a little different. The last time we were there it was a Sunday in October. Lesson learned, note to self...do not go in the summer or on a Friday. It was WAY too crowded for my taste. Here is what happens in crowds.Not only are there long lines for everything you want to do, some people seem to think they are the only ones there. You know the type, why should they have to wait in line, after all they are special.Then there are the ones that stand in front of a door chatting with a friend, well excuse me, I need to go through that door.
Another thing I noticed was that the 84 degrees climate controlled water park feels a whole lot more comfortable in October than when it is 100 degrees outside. I am not sure who came up with the idea that 84 degrees is comfortable in a place that holds 380,000 gallons of water at one time but I guess the word "humidity" didn't cross their minds.I personally think that any temp over about 75 degrees is hot but nobody asked me. Sweat was definitely an issue this weekend.
I realized this weekend that I am either getting old or out of shape. All those steps to the water slides have just about killed my knees. I had to take more sitting rests than last time. All that sitting gave me plenty time to people watch. I love to people watch especially at the pool. I am continually amazed at what some people consider appropriate public swimwear attire. I wrote about this one time already ( refer to my Facebook note ) so I won't get into it but I will say this...I thorougly enjoyed watching this one woman in particular get sopping wet because she didn't realize that the clanging noise meant that 1000 gallons of water was getting ready to fall from the sky just above her. That cute flippy hair, perfectly made up face, and $120 swimsuit with the fashionable scarf didn't stand a chance.
Despite the crowds, heat, and numerous disrespectful people, I enjoyed spending time with the 3 people I love most on this earth.The kids are already asking when we can go again. I am thinking a Monday perhaps in November. Lession learned.
Another thing I noticed was that the 84 degrees climate controlled water park feels a whole lot more comfortable in October than when it is 100 degrees outside. I am not sure who came up with the idea that 84 degrees is comfortable in a place that holds 380,000 gallons of water at one time but I guess the word "humidity" didn't cross their minds.I personally think that any temp over about 75 degrees is hot but nobody asked me. Sweat was definitely an issue this weekend.
I realized this weekend that I am either getting old or out of shape. All those steps to the water slides have just about killed my knees. I had to take more sitting rests than last time. All that sitting gave me plenty time to people watch. I love to people watch especially at the pool. I am continually amazed at what some people consider appropriate public swimwear attire. I wrote about this one time already ( refer to my Facebook note ) so I won't get into it but I will say this...I thorougly enjoyed watching this one woman in particular get sopping wet because she didn't realize that the clanging noise meant that 1000 gallons of water was getting ready to fall from the sky just above her. That cute flippy hair, perfectly made up face, and $120 swimsuit with the fashionable scarf didn't stand a chance.
Despite the crowds, heat, and numerous disrespectful people, I enjoyed spending time with the 3 people I love most on this earth.The kids are already asking when we can go again. I am thinking a Monday perhaps in November. Lession learned.
Thursday, June 21, 2012
Shout out from me to you
Rarely am I so impressed with customer service that I feel the need to share. This is my public shout out to Kings Garage in Mount Airy NC, the only place I will take my van for repairs since last summer.Last April the A/C went out in my van and with a trip to Disney looming we were desperate to get the cool air blowing. I spent over $600 in the next 4 weeks with 2 different garages trying to get the issue resolved. Frustrating is the only word I can use to describe the feeling every time we would leave and a couple of days later hot air would greet us when we flipped the switch. We did make it to Florida with cold air but the freon only lasted to get us halfway home. Finally in August I tried one last time to have the issue diagnosed and was successful but by then was out of money and we were coming up on Fall so I just gave up. That was also around the time that something else went wrong with the van and being fed up with almost everyone in town , I took it to Kings, a new experience for me. I sat in that garage all day , (my birthday) but Gray tirelessly worked until the problem was fixed and only charged me for the parts with labor as my birthday gift. While I was there that day I asked him to price the work that needed to be done on the A/C and told him I would bring it back this Spring.
Spring arrived and for 3 day Gray worked til I had cold air blowing. . I am still amazed every time I get in and start it up that there is cold, not hot air blowing from the vents. Shortly after I realized the signal and dash lights weren't working so I took it back. Gray took the whole entire dash back out and fixed the issue and because it was something he forgot to hook back up, he didn't charge me a dime. Fast forward to about 3 weeks ago. One day I noticed that my floorboard was wet and at the time just figured that one of the kids had spilled something. About a week later I realized that the spot wasn't drying, in fact it was becoming a puddle. I did some research online but there was several possibilities. Back to Kings I went making the third trip in as many months
My van was there all day yesterday and all day today. I cannot be positive about the number of labor hours that was spent this time but when I went to pick it up this evening Gray just said " the keys are in it and its ready to go." He didn't charge me a dime. There was a condensation hose that was clogged . Maybe the issue was caused by something he had done while repairing one of the two earlier issues but there is no way to know that for sure.My point is this....he could have said it was any number of things . He could have told me that it had nothing to do with anything he had done and I nor anyone else would have ever known the difference. He could have charged me for two days of labor but he did not. Thank God there are still honest people in this world that you can count on. So for all my Mount Airy and surrounding area friends...Kings garage ROCKS !
Spring arrived and for 3 day Gray worked til I had cold air blowing. . I am still amazed every time I get in and start it up that there is cold, not hot air blowing from the vents. Shortly after I realized the signal and dash lights weren't working so I took it back. Gray took the whole entire dash back out and fixed the issue and because it was something he forgot to hook back up, he didn't charge me a dime. Fast forward to about 3 weeks ago. One day I noticed that my floorboard was wet and at the time just figured that one of the kids had spilled something. About a week later I realized that the spot wasn't drying, in fact it was becoming a puddle. I did some research online but there was several possibilities. Back to Kings I went making the third trip in as many months
My van was there all day yesterday and all day today. I cannot be positive about the number of labor hours that was spent this time but when I went to pick it up this evening Gray just said " the keys are in it and its ready to go." He didn't charge me a dime. There was a condensation hose that was clogged . Maybe the issue was caused by something he had done while repairing one of the two earlier issues but there is no way to know that for sure.My point is this....he could have said it was any number of things . He could have told me that it had nothing to do with anything he had done and I nor anyone else would have ever known the difference. He could have charged me for two days of labor but he did not. Thank God there are still honest people in this world that you can count on. So for all my Mount Airy and surrounding area friends...Kings garage ROCKS !
Monday, June 11, 2012
Perfect timing
At around 8am this morning my husband called me to discuss insurance. Usually I would not like being woke up but this time it was actually a relief to escape a really stupid, random dream I was having. I don't usually remember dreams so I have to share.
I was in California. I am not sure why California because I have never even wanted to visit California. I do have some friends that are visiting there this week so maybe that has something to do with the location. So I am in California in this house, not just any house its the house that we lived in before we moved into the house we are in now. Yeah, that house was in Beulah, NC so I am not sure how it got to California. Apparently I am moving into that house because my mom was there helping me unpack. I have never wanted to even visit that state much less live there and my mom who lives in NC is there helping me unpack? I am looking for a phone jack to plug the phone up when my cell phone rings. Its my friend Celeste , and obviously she is the person who sold me the house because she is asking me if I have checked out the additions to the house. By the way, Celeste lives in Florida and I guess I didn't even look at the house before I bought it?
When we lived in this house before it had six tiny rooms, the kitchen, the living room , a hotel sized bathroom and 3 bedrooms. I am not exaggerating about the bathroom. I could sit on the toilet, hang my leg over into the tub, and lean over to wash my hands in the sink all at the same time. My bedroom was barely big enough to hold a double bed and a dresser. So upon hearing of additions, I became excited and took off to find that she had added on to the three bedrooms and made then about triple the size and added a huge bathroom with a jacuzzi tub. I was so happy that I was in tears. As I am standing there in awe I hear my son yelling at me from the backyard.
I rush outside to see him standing on this platform that is slightly raised from the ground and on top of it is a toilet and a sink. It looks like maybe the beginnings of a bathroom that had not been closed in. He says , "Hey mom, what is this?" I reply that maybe it is a washroom , you know maybe a place to clean up before coming inside. I bend down to flush the toilet which by the way is plastic instead of porcelain. It makes the really weird farting sound and splashed water back up at me. As I am trying to figure this out I hear this motor come roaring to life and then hear Ben yell , "Cool. ". I whip around to see that the sink is equipped with this button and a steering wheel of sorts. Before I can yell anything we are moving. Ben is driving us through the yard. I start screaming at him to stop and as usual he doesn't do what I say. All of the sudden we are on the street.
I am on a portable bathroom being driven down a street in California by my 11 year old son. We are coming up to a stop sign and I am screaming at him that I am gonna be arrested and thats it rush hour, traffic is bad, and does he even know where the brakes are? He is just whooping it up and yelling that its going to be ok. I grab on to him and dig my fingernails into his arm and then my husband called and woke me up. The end.
I was in California. I am not sure why California because I have never even wanted to visit California. I do have some friends that are visiting there this week so maybe that has something to do with the location. So I am in California in this house, not just any house its the house that we lived in before we moved into the house we are in now. Yeah, that house was in Beulah, NC so I am not sure how it got to California. Apparently I am moving into that house because my mom was there helping me unpack. I have never wanted to even visit that state much less live there and my mom who lives in NC is there helping me unpack? I am looking for a phone jack to plug the phone up when my cell phone rings. Its my friend Celeste , and obviously she is the person who sold me the house because she is asking me if I have checked out the additions to the house. By the way, Celeste lives in Florida and I guess I didn't even look at the house before I bought it?
When we lived in this house before it had six tiny rooms, the kitchen, the living room , a hotel sized bathroom and 3 bedrooms. I am not exaggerating about the bathroom. I could sit on the toilet, hang my leg over into the tub, and lean over to wash my hands in the sink all at the same time. My bedroom was barely big enough to hold a double bed and a dresser. So upon hearing of additions, I became excited and took off to find that she had added on to the three bedrooms and made then about triple the size and added a huge bathroom with a jacuzzi tub. I was so happy that I was in tears. As I am standing there in awe I hear my son yelling at me from the backyard.
I rush outside to see him standing on this platform that is slightly raised from the ground and on top of it is a toilet and a sink. It looks like maybe the beginnings of a bathroom that had not been closed in. He says , "Hey mom, what is this?" I reply that maybe it is a washroom , you know maybe a place to clean up before coming inside. I bend down to flush the toilet which by the way is plastic instead of porcelain. It makes the really weird farting sound and splashed water back up at me. As I am trying to figure this out I hear this motor come roaring to life and then hear Ben yell , "Cool. ". I whip around to see that the sink is equipped with this button and a steering wheel of sorts. Before I can yell anything we are moving. Ben is driving us through the yard. I start screaming at him to stop and as usual he doesn't do what I say. All of the sudden we are on the street.
I am on a portable bathroom being driven down a street in California by my 11 year old son. We are coming up to a stop sign and I am screaming at him that I am gonna be arrested and thats it rush hour, traffic is bad, and does he even know where the brakes are? He is just whooping it up and yelling that its going to be ok. I grab on to him and dig my fingernails into his arm and then my husband called and woke me up. The end.
Wednesday, June 6, 2012
Beach, beach, beach...it doesn't get better than this !
Earlier this year the company that Eric worked for announced it was closing its doors. As a result he is now working for a different company. Having just being there since the beginning of April, we didn't plan a long vacation for the summer. I just figured we would take some long weekends at some fun places and fill the summer with short vacations and the beach was definitely out of the question til at least fall.
Anybody who knows me even a little bit knows how much I love the beach. Sitting on the sand, watching the waves roll in, and breathing in the salt air soothes my soul. I can't think of anywhere else that I can go and see so many of God's spectacular creations all in one place. The last time we saw the beach was 2009 and it was a trip that I will never forget. Eric was deployed and planned his two week leave to coincide with our vacation. We kept it a secret from the kids and some friends graciously picked him up from the airport and drove him to us. The reunion went off without a hitch and we enjoyed our vacation with him.
This summer I am again taking a trip that I consider a beach vacation of a lifetime. My mom mentioned to my brother that she would like to go to the beach this year but wasn't going to because she didn't want to go by herself. He got the brilliant idea for us all to go together. Mom, me and my brood, my brother, his wife and brand new baby, and my neice and her boyfriend. Big condo, split the cost. Oh my gosh , its really gonna happen. I am spending 7 days at the beach mid July !
It just does not get better than this. I get to spend 7 glorious days at my favorite place on earth with my favorite people. Mom really really needs this vacation. She so needs to get away from the stresses of home right now. By the time we leave my brother and his wife will have a brand new baby and I get 7 days to oooh and ahhh over him and get to know him. Because of location, I haven't spent a great deal of time with my new sister-in-law so I get to spend some time with her too. I haven't got to vacation with my brother since we were teens so this should be interesting . My neice who I rarely get to see is coming too and I am loving that . Until a couple of weeks ago that would have been impossible for several different reasons but God is good and worked that out just in time. Add in my hubby and my babies and I feel a little overwhelmed and over the top blessed. The word excited doesn't even begin to cover the emotions in my soul.
Of course I see a few sleepless nights in my near future. I am a planner , a list maker by nature. I have already started making lists of things I can't forget to take. Number one on my list is my Keurig ...I refuse to go seven days without good coffee. So friends, I am off to make a list. May your day be as happy as mine !
Anybody who knows me even a little bit knows how much I love the beach. Sitting on the sand, watching the waves roll in, and breathing in the salt air soothes my soul. I can't think of anywhere else that I can go and see so many of God's spectacular creations all in one place. The last time we saw the beach was 2009 and it was a trip that I will never forget. Eric was deployed and planned his two week leave to coincide with our vacation. We kept it a secret from the kids and some friends graciously picked him up from the airport and drove him to us. The reunion went off without a hitch and we enjoyed our vacation with him.
This summer I am again taking a trip that I consider a beach vacation of a lifetime. My mom mentioned to my brother that she would like to go to the beach this year but wasn't going to because she didn't want to go by herself. He got the brilliant idea for us all to go together. Mom, me and my brood, my brother, his wife and brand new baby, and my neice and her boyfriend. Big condo, split the cost. Oh my gosh , its really gonna happen. I am spending 7 days at the beach mid July !
It just does not get better than this. I get to spend 7 glorious days at my favorite place on earth with my favorite people. Mom really really needs this vacation. She so needs to get away from the stresses of home right now. By the time we leave my brother and his wife will have a brand new baby and I get 7 days to oooh and ahhh over him and get to know him. Because of location, I haven't spent a great deal of time with my new sister-in-law so I get to spend some time with her too. I haven't got to vacation with my brother since we were teens so this should be interesting . My neice who I rarely get to see is coming too and I am loving that . Until a couple of weeks ago that would have been impossible for several different reasons but God is good and worked that out just in time. Add in my hubby and my babies and I feel a little overwhelmed and over the top blessed. The word excited doesn't even begin to cover the emotions in my soul.
Of course I see a few sleepless nights in my near future. I am a planner , a list maker by nature. I have already started making lists of things I can't forget to take. Number one on my list is my Keurig ...I refuse to go seven days without good coffee. So friends, I am off to make a list. May your day be as happy as mine !
Monday, May 14, 2012
Not what we want, but what we need
I know, I know. God gives us what we need, not necessarily what we want. Apparently God is of the opinion that we need rain and by the looks of things , a massive amount of it. Yes, rain is life giving. It is also not my favorite thing right now. For the second year in a row, rain makes my already miserable allergies even worse. I struggled to maintain 3 days last week and started feeling better just yesterday only to start all over again this morning. Allergies are just one reason why I am rain hating right now.
Ben had a baseball game scheduled for tonight and it is obvious that its not gonna happen. It will be rescheduled and I can only hope that the make up game isn't this coming Saturday. Friday is my anniversary and Saturday is a planned get away for me and my man. We do not get a lot of time together and most definitely not weekends so we really need this time together.
Other than the allergies and possible weekend disaster, I had to make a trip to Walmart this morning. There are few things I hate more than laundry but Walmart tops the list.Do you know how hard it is to juggle a shopping cart, umbrella, and car keys all at the same time? I hate Walmart on a sunny day but HATE doesn't even begin to describe my reaction to trudging through the parking lot in drenching rain , loading my van full of wet bags and unloading them at home in the same drenching rain carrying an umbrella in one hand and bags in the other. Uuuuggghhh, what a mess !
So , thank you God for the water falling from the sky. I am sure the grass, flowers, and garden appreciate it . Forgive me for not loving those precious wet drops you are freely giving today, maybe after allergy season is over I can get back on board .
Ben had a baseball game scheduled for tonight and it is obvious that its not gonna happen. It will be rescheduled and I can only hope that the make up game isn't this coming Saturday. Friday is my anniversary and Saturday is a planned get away for me and my man. We do not get a lot of time together and most definitely not weekends so we really need this time together.
Other than the allergies and possible weekend disaster, I had to make a trip to Walmart this morning. There are few things I hate more than laundry but Walmart tops the list.Do you know how hard it is to juggle a shopping cart, umbrella, and car keys all at the same time? I hate Walmart on a sunny day but HATE doesn't even begin to describe my reaction to trudging through the parking lot in drenching rain , loading my van full of wet bags and unloading them at home in the same drenching rain carrying an umbrella in one hand and bags in the other. Uuuuggghhh, what a mess !
So , thank you God for the water falling from the sky. I am sure the grass, flowers, and garden appreciate it . Forgive me for not loving those precious wet drops you are freely giving today, maybe after allergy season is over I can get back on board .
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