I presented my garden design tonight and, if I do say so myself, I kicked ass! My design was good, my plant selection was good and thoroughly researched, my presentation was good (although I could have been a little more enthusiastic) and I even got compliments, nods and smiles. All that for that...rushing around like a crazy person, repeating, "Just a minute!" over and over and over, warning, "If anyone touches anything on this table I will be very very angry!" Papers strewn about, pencil crayons sufficiently sharpened, an ordered chaos, everything just so.
My children were real troopers. Treat worthy troopers, and so we went at 4 o'clock to the bakery to buy bread (for more peanut butter sandwiches in front of the tv) and anything you want. She choose a pain aux chocolat, I choose a cinnamon bun with extra icing. We got home with plenty of time to finish it up, despite the broken printer. There's something to be said for handwriting, I'll tell you that.
My poor little Buddy has a ruptured eardrum right now. I noticed a little bit of blood the other night and promptly got him seen. Poor little guy...He's been through the wringer with his emerging mollars, his constant cold, and now this. Hopefully, with husby home for vaca soon, we'll be on the up and up...get a few things checked off the list, get liquored, feet up, relax.
Mmmm....relax.
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