I have this theory that only good things can happen when you're wearing red shoes. It pans out for the most part. Today, though, I spent my work day under my desk messing around with my stupid computer. I shouldn't say stupid. Sorry. It's just a temperamental thing. And I think it has heaved its last sigh. I tinkered and toyed and searched and plugged and unplugged...all while wearing said shoes. But maybe I'll get a new computer. Maybe that's the good thing that happened while I was wearing red shoes.
At any rate, I managed to get to swimming lessons on time, VBS on time, and bring a delightful fruit salad to work for the staff meeting (I cut the strawberries like flowers - the whole thing looked like a bouquet). After wallowing around on the floor all day in my red shoes and polka dots, I got everything done on my afternoon list, made hypo-allergenic cookies for myself and talked to a friend wayyyy too late into the night. I am SO on top of it today. I would imagine, due to that last, perhaps unwise-ish segment of my day, I will not be as much on top of it tomorrow. Oh well. I'll also be wearing black shoes tomorrow. Maybe that's the whole problem.
DAILY BLISS: a farmer on his tractor in an orange field, freezie pop solidarity and finding out that my favorite swimming instructor from last year still works at the pool this summer!
Hmm...I cannot help but wonder about your comment on the favorite swimming instructor. It was too much to resist.
ReplyDeleteWell, I am back on the what if from the last blog! Here are a couple of yours I remember.
ReplyDeleteKiki: "What if a robber steals me in the middle of the night - and breaks my window."
Mom "We would hear him and Dad would save you. Go to sleep."(at 2:30 in the morning)
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Kiki: "What if Jesus didn't die?
Mom: " Well, dear, He did. But the best part is He rose from the dead and is our Saviour and lives in our hearts."
Kiki: " No He doesn't"
Mom: "No He doesn't what?"
Kiki: " He doesn't live in our hearts. He lives in my ears and wrists because when I sleep like this I hear him moving around in there."
Alright Alli. He's a big guy with a goatee and tattoos. Just the kind of person I like to talk to. Found out he collects old books and writes poetry! Wonderful summertime conversation ;)
ReplyDeleteI never wind up talking to the other moms. They're too busy talking about shopping and how much they pay for daycare and stuff. Boring.