some days i jump right into the fray of it all and burn rubber…..
when i just get lots of crap done and leave the social media world to rot in its business…
i don’t blog, i don’t check facebook, i don’t even peek at pinterest….
to be honest, it didn’t even cross my mind.
those are the days i get so busy i forget to eat, but the house looks good
and i spent some time in my own little world with Little Man.
and when i climb in bed with my half-dead husband
and he sweetly thanks me for everything i did that day…
i couldnt even tell you what i did….
except break down and hit up jack in the crack,
cause as i said, i forgot to eat.
my brother is coming to me for thanksgiving and i am sort of stressed
that I don’t have anything holiday-ish up {not that he will care…}
i am making me some banners and getting started on some baking
and through it, trying to deal with the appearance of pesky tooth number 7.
because baby teeth are the spawn of satan,
it means we are up once a night with a screamer,
and naps are harder to do at times…
but i am grateful.
i am grateful for the excuse to get crafty, and to bake,
and to spend time with family, however small the crowd
in our tiny little place.
