We have a winner for yesterday’s Father’s Day drawing!
Congratulations to Ms Lyn, who checked in to my website at 7am and was brave enough to mention her similar memories with always-awesome Soap-on-a-Rope.
A tremendous THANK YOU to everyone who took the extra ten seconds to enter by either Subscribing or Commenting. Not everyone is familiar with blog bits, and it’s good to practice, eh?
Here’s a photo of the drawing in progress:
Kid number four helped out this morning, as kid number five is down at his new high school helping with an art project. Kid number four agrees with me that we should’ve sent a sleeping bag with him, hint hint.
But we can’t.
Because we also have basketball practice, simultaneous dental appointments, Bible class, and dinner to make. Mini BBQ Meatloaves, if you’re interested. Somewhere in there we’ll swing by the pharmacy, the bank, and visit Grampy in the skilled nursing facility.
The front door handle broke. I just remembered. It broke in the locked position.
Well, we’re just going down the chimney guys. Life’s too short to fix stuff.
Oh, and don’t forget kid number four is also practicing his driving. Yeah. Got his permit last week. Oh, you’re going to hear a lot about that in the near-ish future.
All part of this relaxing, spa-like experience called “Summer Vacation”.
Your names went into the cookie jar and we put Hubby’s new socks next to it, because, well, he got new socks and I just think maybe we should have sprung for a new mountain bike instead.
I’m pretty hopeless at gift giving. Just make a note of it and cut me some slack. It is what it is.
Lyn, your delightful Memories-on-a-Rope are headed your way.
Shower in bliss.
Thanks, everyone, for reminding me I’m not alone in the trenches.
And that my cookie jar is empty.
Put it on the list.