I Don't Kiss Feet

It has been raining for the last three days. I'm not surprised. This is my last full week at home with my girls before I start back at working at school full time. School only starts after Labor Day if you are a student. So of course I had all kinds of outdoor activities planned to make the most of the little bit of summer we have left. So of course Mother Nature decided to intervene. She's kind of a brat like that. I could have been outside briefly yesterday. Could being the key word. See on Wednesday night, it rained. Not just a little bit. Like Biblical proportions, Winnie the Pooh sailing away from his house rain. At one point I heard we had a little over four inches of rain in a two hour time period. By the time the rain was done it was said we had over eight inches. I have no idea. My rain gauge only counts to five. This was not good for my basement. Water in the basement is not normally a problem at this house. The last house we lived in however, big problem. Like inst

Mondays are hard. Mondays after an extended weekend are even harder. Mondays after an extended weekend where you were child-free are the hardest.  As I'm sitting here, guzzling coffee out of an over sized Wonder Woman mug, listening to my children argue about which one of them missed me the most (apparently none of them missed that other adult), I'm already starting to wonder about my next vacation (of sorts). My vacation bucket list is nearly as long as my TBR.  Any place I'm going has to have a bookstore. On my most recent trip, we traveled to Omaha, Nebraska. It is about a five hour drive from our house. Of course if you have to stop once an hour to use the bathroom, it takes closer to six. Seriously, once an hour. That's just the other adult. I didn't have any kids with! Not the point. We went to explore the Henry Doorly Zoo which is suppose to be one of the best zoos in the country. We weren't disappointed in the zoo. A trip for next summer with the chi

I'm sitting here staring at my calendar. I have two and a half weeks left before I have to start back at work full-time. Where in the (insert four letter word of choice here) did my summer go? What happened to all the wonderfully witty blogs I was going to write? What happened to all of the cutesy projects I was going to do? What happened to all of the literature I was going to consume? Seriously, what happened?  I could say children happened. It wouldn't be a lie. Between swimming lessons, theater classes, summer rec classes, and all of the refereeing I've been assisting them with, it wouldn't be far from the truth. Throw in the fact that at five, my twinkers have decided that while they could easily benefit from daily napping, they won't do it. They are horribly stubborn little people but that's not the point. The point is they are partially responsible for a decrease in time spent at home. There's another part. See the wonderful thing about my children