For me mess equals chaos. Therefore, when my house is a mess I feel like my house is in chaos. And when my house is in chaos I feel like my entire life is in chaos. And when I feel like my life is in chaos, then everyone around me should probably just duck and run for cover. Or stop, drop, and roll. Either method would be a good idea.
I’ve also been pondering how I get an intense feeling of satisfaction, of self reliance, when I am finally able to remove the piece of food that was stuck in my teeth all day long, using only my tongue as an aid. I don’t need no stinkin' toothpick or floss. Is anyone else on Earth as stubborn as this?
And in a slightly related matter, if I put all of these items from our first harvest together, I’m pretty sure the squash will over power that one little cherry tomato.
Also, I don’t want summer to end. But I would like for my boys to stop smelling like wet dog all day. Is there any way I can have nice moderate temperatures and children that smell like newborn babies or grapefruit or vanilla pudding? Or possibly a combination of all three?
Well, I really wish I was capable of making my 200th post something MORE, but alas it is not to be. We shall have to wait for 201 or 202. Maybe even 203.
K Tuesday. I’m done.