The creek did rise and then some
/The creek was flooded and the moms wisely decided to go to theplayground. The playground was flooded too, but we had our lunch with
us and we did need to eat it. So we got out--just to eat--and sat at
the picnic tables near the playground. It was just my seven and her seven. Funny thing, no one else was at the usually crowded playground. And then, the VWs arrived. And well, somehow, we always end up in the mud when we're under their influence;-). What is it about boys and mud? Did I mention how enticing the pond puddle
was under the swing? How about the one at the end of the slide? I don't
think Maryan will ever let me plan an outing again. What with two
strikes and all...
But, about that tick we found crawling on a little boy: here's a local education. Next week I'm sure the mosquitoes will be out in full force.
Happiness is...
/maternity jeans! I pulled on an old, old pair this morning before heading out to muck around in the mud. I consoled myself by noting that the label said 4P. I haven't worn anything 4P in about a million years, so who cares if this pair of jeans has a drawstring and stretch panel? At least the button isn't about to burst. And they are so very comfortable. Even better, I reached into the back pocket and pulled out a stash of cash that's probably six years old. Did you know that McDonald's has free chicken sandwiches today? I think I can even spring for some French fries to go with that! Oh happy day, we're off to see how high the creek did rise.
A Simple Woman's Daybook
/and see my May 19th daybook here.
One of my favorite things
... very large stoneware mugs--the prettier, the better.Oh, Ann!
/Thank you for giving encouragement such a poetic voice.