Wow... I Finally Made a Decision

It has been a goal of mine to take the adventure of "going back to school."  I was going to do it a couple years ago but it didn't work out.  Things kept coming up and it just didn't feel right. 

But finally karma and the universe have aligned...  and I feel like I am finally ready.  God has given us so many blessings and now I must be thankful for one more. 

I am not sure where this road is going to lead my family and I.  School is something that I have done with kids, so I know how that goes.  This time is going to be different... I do not have an infant and a four-year-old to take care of... I can cut back from work and not feel too guilty... and I won't have to commute two hours everyday. 

This is going to be a big change for us, a good change.  A change and a chance that I am willing to take. 

Wish me luck!

Bamboozled

I was bamboozled by a couple of elderly ladies.  Both had white cottony hair, glasses on lanyards around their necks, and fanny packs.

I should have known the moment I entered their little antique shop and smelled the home made cookies and coffee.  I should have ran like the wind out the door.  But, alas, I did not.  Before I knew it, I had a warm cup of coffee in one hand and a soft melt-in-your-mouth cookie in the other (I'll never say no to coffee and a gooey chocolate chip cookie.) I aimlessly wandered around a crowded junk vintage shop thinking, "Crap, now I have to buy something."

I meandered through the store, nibbling on the cookie and letting the warmth of the coffee heat my hands, looking at all of the stuff.  Tons and tons of stuff.  Piles of stuff.  Some of the toys I recognized from my own childhood... very very sad that they are in an antique store.

The ladies chatted about the cold weather and a new business in a nearby town.  They would laugh and sway to the Beatles music that was quietly playing in the background. 

I felt like I had to buy something.... anything.  You can't take a cup of coffee and cookie from a couple of old ladies without buying something from their store--- right?  Right.

The only thing that really caught my I was a bookshelf (yes another book shelf.)  How many book shelves does one person need?  Apparently three.  But I ended up walking out of the store with an overpriced, rickety book shelf. 

I cleaned the cob webs off the shelf and then loaded it into the car.

The cat would not get out of the picture. I would move her and she would walk back into the photo.  Whatever.

As I was driving away I suddenly realized... I was completely and totally bamboozled by a couple of elderly ladies.  How could someone not buy something when you are greeted with hot coffee and homemade cookies?  Wow.  Those are impressive selling tactics.

Dude Where's My Car?

Heads up--- This post is me being completely dumb---

Yesterday I had to get celery at the grocery store.  You have to understand that this is a big deal for me because I planted celery and it did not turn out which is very frustrating!

Anyways, as I was leaving the grocery store I was completely in my own little world.  Not noticing my surroundings or the weather or anything.  La La Land.  I could have been talking to myself.... I don't know.

I headed towards the area of the parking lot where I thought I had parked my car, pulled the keys out of my purse and pressed the button to unlock 'my car.' Usually my car beeps when the doors unlock, but I was in La La Land so I wouldn't have noticed that it did not beep.

This is where it gets totally stupid...

I placed my bag o' groceries into the passenger seat and walked around to the drivers seat and got into... ummm...  a truck??? 

A totally random TRUCK. 

I was sitting in the drivers seat of a strange (although nice) truck???

My consciousness totally slammed back down to earth as I ran red faced back around to the passengers seat and grabbed my grocery bag and stood frozen in the middle of the parking lot.

Where in the #$@% is my car?  Ummm...

On the other side of the truck.

Green Beans

I love the smell of fresh green beans.  There is no other smell like it. 

If I wore perfume... I'd want it to smell like fresh picked green beans soaking in water in the sink.

That's not weird at all.

This year I was a rebel.  I refused to tip both ends of the green beans.  Yes, that's me, a rebel.

Although, my canning green beans for the season is complete, I left the five rows growing in our garden.  I like the way they look.  I like going out and picking them and eating them fresh.  I like that my boys eat them fresh, right out of the garden--- dirt and all.

Crock pot spicy green beans... Yum!

 

 

I also love tomatoes... but that is a different post!

 



Off to School

The boys left for school on the bus this morning.  It was amazing.... only 15 min of whining from little brother.... several minutes of hair styling from big brother.... and a united front as they boarded the bus.  No pushing each other out of the way.  No fighting for a seat. Just two brothers---who are growing up way to fast--- hopping aboard the bus to their school.  It was almost as if they were friends, not brothers.

Amazing.

This summer went by all too fast.  It is ridiculous. 

I was so sad to see them go. 

Especially when the bus was out of sight, and I all was left with was Abram's bike in the middle of the driveway.