(When Chuck Norris wants to know about chaos, he asks me.)
Saturday I took the day off from my shift in the ER.
All my sons were here to help my hubby paint the outside of our house.
Howie has been home for the entire month of September!
And the projects have been flying!
I'd have photos, but I'm using the ancient computer on accounta my laptop power cord being dead.
Trust me I had to be here for it.
I'm the only one that knows the number to 9-1-1.
And my boys may or may not have put two ladders on a little tiny stick over a stairwell to use it to stand on.
I had to leave the area and check out my first-aid kit and read up on "how to extricate stupid boys from the stairwell with their legs tangled in the rungs of a ladder." It was a great textbook...really..
Those boys and their ridiculous antics are the reason that my job as an ER nurse is secure.
I had 5 of my grandkids here.
We did a photoshoot.
Trust me pictures will follow later.
As soon as I get that dang power cord.
I also decided to make strawberry jam...with 5 grandkids around.
Use your imagination to feel the stickiness and the messiness.
It was monumental.
During the worst of the mess a sweet blog friend dropped in! She lives in my town.
She's a sweetheart.
She brought me some honey to try from a honey farm? honey village?
I don't know what a honey business would be, but it is near her home and she just goes there and fills up jars.
More more economical and YUMMY!
So I was embarassed that Kimmie saw the massive mess
but she stayed and visited and was so sweet.
And then she left.
I'm sure that she was very grateful that she was going home to normal and clean and quiet.
My house was clean last week.
Sorry you missed it!
And it's clean now and the jam is in the freezer.