There's a few things I'd like you to know about the last 4 weeks--
Life was kinda put on hold during the CWTS olympic games.
Kitchen looked like so,
90% of the time. Kids didn't really even flinch when the air compressor filled back up. Kinda like how you ignore the fridge turning on and off-- background noise, yo.
Laundry piled up. I hate you laundry.
Had my little helpers, though.
(please puhlease do not gouge my pantry with that sharp piece of molding, little dear)
Hands looked like so,
(hey, sometimes you can't find a piece of paper)
and/or paint splattered.
Don't you talk about my hairy/gramma arms!
Kids got used to craptastic dinners of burgers/pizza/mac 'n cheese. Although they thought they'd hit the jackpot.
There was a little boy's birthday, the plague swept through the house,
And so on and so forth.
But now, as I step out of my land of crapting, I step back into life as usual on the Tremayne country farm.
You know, self-made tat's.
Human sacrifice, cats and dogs, living together,
The usual. Aahh it's good to be back.