Between the three of them, it’s almost guaranteed that at any moment at least one of them is moving. When I can get them all going in the same direction, I feel like I’ve accomplished something amazing.
Have I mentioned that I am extremely grateful for my house? I am. But, why am I grateful for this particular house?
Partly because of this bit of stained glass in my front door. When I walked through the big, slightly overgrown garden to look at the tiny cottage house I now call home, the first thing I spotted was this bit of glass. Normally I’m not a big fan of stained glass or roses but it immediately reminded me of one of my favorite books. This was my rose cottage where I could grow into whatever I was supposed to be from now on. That’s how I knew magic could happen here.
I wasn’t wrong.
I waited all day to take my picture because I was sure that the Mud Bog Racing was going to be super loud. Then, I forgot my camera at home!! So this is a really terrible picture taken with my craptacular phone.
It was very loud though.
Since I spent yesterday frolicking in the woods, it’s only fair that I spend today doing all the things that drive me crazy. I Walmarted, eye-doctored, and visited my friendly Lady Parts Doctor. Good times, all around.
At 5pm, I was driving home and trying to find a positive spin on driving away from blue skies into dreary clouds. I decided that driving away from the valley is always positive.
Living in the country, where gravel is the preferred paving choice, my kids don’t get many chances to roller skate. In fact, yesterday was the second time in her life that she got on the rink.
I love that she has a huge grin here, even though she can’t let go of the wall. And, I love that roller rinks look exactly the same as they did when I was a kid