Someone may have mentioned that it has been a month since I did a blog post.
August! Texas! On a farm! With the alphabet disease.
I can’t even remember to check email, let alone blogs without someone telling me to do it.
Today was a prime example. If I actually had to list all of the things we did before 10 a.m., all y’all would need a nap.
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Speaking of naps, if I’m not herding geese or coddling babies, I’m sleeping from pure exhaustion. (It’s hot y’all!)
Well, except for these socks I’ve been working on. One.row.at.a.time. Because my arm gave up the ghost and these may be my last pairs of socks ever.
Yeah, I know they don’t match. The one in the back has its mate and the footie in the front still needs one. I also just discovered that the new-to-me phone does not have a flash for the camera.
I beat veriz@n and kept my unlimited data, but I lost the flash. I I think I still won the war.
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We’re not even going to talk about how I lost my mind and started talking high school football at the grocery store this morning. I heard what was coming out of my mouth and in my head I was screaming “what the flip are you doing?!?!?”.
If I start mentioning rhinestones on my purse, shoot me like a puma going through your trash.
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It could also be the stress of the upcoming round of chemo/infusion thing. Not the thing itself, but the logistics and having to spend a few nights in Dallas since Texas decided to go out and find a decent job. How dare he! Right?
Maybe it is forgivable since he’s able to keep my coffee stash well stocked. With the good stuff. Roasted and ground the day he brings it home.
He may be a keeper.
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Happy Sunday y’all!
*because really, I am too tired to come up with a witty title and I’m stealing hers. With permission and without prayer circles.