I love pajama pants
I was out watering some trees on the property and the neighbor, behind us, came over to say hello. I was in my navy plaid pj pants with a long sleeve red and tan striped shirt, black snowboots, no makeup and my hair in a clip. Lovely.
But I didn't care too much. I can't count how many dead trees are on the property. Survival of the fittest I guess. The deer are desperate for food due to the lack or rain so we feed them cracked corn, deer pellets and water. Somehow one got into the garden and topped my greenbean plants. Two of the deer are so pregnant, I'm not sure how they can walk. The pond has a fresh batch of tadpoles and I'm sure the swallow eggs, on the porch, have hatched or are about to.
I told my husband I wish the house was perfect at all times so I could have friends over whenever. (Not sure why I can't throw away the mentality that the house must be perfect for company. Guess it's the one little voice in my head that I can't shut up.) But, then I thought about how many of my friends have time to come over and I couldn't think of anyone who didn't have work, school or kid responsibilities during the day. There was a time in my life where the kids were young and we had our little mommy group to hang out with. Now the economy seems to have caused mommies to head off to work. I'm sure I should be working. It would probably help us a lot. But I can't imagine working AND running this house. I think women who are able to pull that off are miracle workers. I know many. I wish I had some sort of Social security benifit for staying home to raise my kids.
The day is beautiful, the pool is clean, (although not quite warm enough for me at a little over 80 degrees) the family is safely home, and God has blessed us with everything we need. It's a wonderful day in the neighborhood.
Hope your day is nice. Hug your family for me.
Love
Shannon
But I didn't care too much. I can't count how many dead trees are on the property. Survival of the fittest I guess. The deer are desperate for food due to the lack or rain so we feed them cracked corn, deer pellets and water. Somehow one got into the garden and topped my greenbean plants. Two of the deer are so pregnant, I'm not sure how they can walk. The pond has a fresh batch of tadpoles and I'm sure the swallow eggs, on the porch, have hatched or are about to.
I told my husband I wish the house was perfect at all times so I could have friends over whenever. (Not sure why I can't throw away the mentality that the house must be perfect for company. Guess it's the one little voice in my head that I can't shut up.) But, then I thought about how many of my friends have time to come over and I couldn't think of anyone who didn't have work, school or kid responsibilities during the day. There was a time in my life where the kids were young and we had our little mommy group to hang out with. Now the economy seems to have caused mommies to head off to work. I'm sure I should be working. It would probably help us a lot. But I can't imagine working AND running this house. I think women who are able to pull that off are miracle workers. I know many. I wish I had some sort of Social security benifit for staying home to raise my kids.
The day is beautiful, the pool is clean, (although not quite warm enough for me at a little over 80 degrees) the family is safely home, and God has blessed us with everything we need. It's a wonderful day in the neighborhood.
Hope your day is nice. Hug your family for me.
Love
Shannon
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