We hung it by our shed, the place formerly known as "the wasp motel".
One of the joys of my summer this year is looking out of the kitchen window each day and seeing how many of the dastardly pests we've entrapped there.
waaay more than thirty pounds ago
At the time I had this epiphany, I was single. I was lonely for the kind of relationship that you get in a marriage, and I ached to hold my children in my arms and snuggle them at bedtime.
Still, I had a job I enjoyed, a circle of friends that was better in quality and quantity than anything I deserved, a very supportive and fun-doesn't-even-begin-to-describe-it family, and opportunities upon opportunities to play and work and serve and learn.
I decided that I didn't want to look back on these years and regret not enjoying them. So I enjoyed them.
I'll be honest . . . I enjoyed the heck out of them.
I'm happy to say that now when I look back at that time of my life, I honestly have very few regrets.
Now several years later, I find that there are again things/situations/blessings that I would like and don't (yet?) have.
But man! I have the most adorable daughter in the Western Hemisphere. I have a job that gives me the flexibility to take care of her (or know that others who love her dearly are caring for her) and help provide for the needs of our family. I have kind and generous neighbors, good parents and parents-in-law, and (and this is huge) I have true love.
So, it occurs to me that this would be a good time for me to get off the computer and get about the business of enjoying my grand life.
If you'll excuse me . . .
Oh-and there's that laundry on the couch too.
pretty darn well, I'd say
And with that, I leave you for today. Watch tomorrow for the last of the seven posts in seven days. It's the return of Poetry by Charlotte! What could be better?
I can't think of a single thing.
*My own word--a combination of "primo" and "buenissimo"
**No fry sauce though. Sigh.*** You can't tell from the picture, but those are overalls AND capris. Call the fashion police, I think I've just committed the unpardonable sin.
And I think that is quite enough silliness for today.
(Have you ever wanted to sign a letter that way? Like they did in the olden days? It's kind of fun. You should try it. )
One of my very very favorite pictures
('Cause you know, Eric wouldn't be caught dead in a weird-looking hat.)