Regrets....dun dun dun....

Day 13...

Do I have regrets?

That one is hard, because the real, important

LIFE decisions I wouldn't do over.  I don't regret

marrying young or having a family that

is larger than socially acceptable.  

I don't regret the MANY moves

over the course of our 24 years.  

I regret I didn't pay closer attention when my

children were little....didn't cherish each day

that I got to be their mom.  I regret the times 

I was impatient with them.

But hopefully, I can help some other mom

with younglings learn faster than I did :)

Missing Pieces

Day 12...What I miss....in pictures.

Eleventy

Day 11...

The last book I read.

Easy!  I am in the middle of 

Ayn Rand's "Fountainhead"

but in the middle of it I have read

"The Saving of Cece Hunnecutt" 

and "Where the Heart Is" because

WOAH...Ms. Rand is not an easy read.

It is definitely not a mindless, turn-off-

your-brain, relaxing book.  

Time For Honesty

Day 10....

Daily Routine...

This is the post where I admit to the world how 

much time I spend with Facebook open on

my laptop.  A lot.  

When I wake up, I thank God for another day

and try to get my mind focused on gratefulness.

Then I think about coffee.

So Coffee, Facebook and I have our quiet time

until 6:15 and leave for work comes.

First thing at work, I bang my head against a 

brick wall for the first half an hour....

I try to get the ranch records to a point that

a man who has no idea how to be happy, will

be happy.  Who is the dumbie there?

Play with the birds until noonish, and try to get

home in time to see Darrin and the girls 

on their lunch break.

Lunch time for Facebook and I, usually joined 

by some friend or Madi.

Facebook has some quiet, but still logged on, 

time while I shower and attempt to do a little

housework....unless Pinterest wants to play, also.

While I feed and care for the outdoor animals, 

Facebook holds down the fort inside.  If there

are garden chores (and the garden isn't covered

in snow) Facebook just racks up notifications 

and waits patiently. 

When the family gets home from school, 

I try to step away from the computer and ask 

how everything went as well as help

with a snack...unless someone REEEEALLY

wants to talk, then I use one ear for the 

happenings of the day.... 

and both eyes on Facebook.

No, Facebook, you may not come to supper.

Zombies, movie, books and Facebook until bed.

In bed, only books and husbands allowed.

Good night.

Smell the Color Nine

And on the ninth day....

Bucket List.

-Most of my list involves travel.  I would 

love to be on every habitable continent.  

Two down, four to go.

-I want to go to Boston and the historical sites 

of the Revolutionary War.

-And Atlanta and see the sites of the Southern

War for Independence.

-I want to snorkel, a bunch, in many oceans.

-I want my silly little miniature degree in

Surveying and Engineering.

-Lastly (for now) I want to live in a house I 

designed and Darrin and I built.

Day 8 is Great

The short and sweet version of 

today's challenge.

My biggest pet peeve (my definition is: a

small thing, that is probably none of my business,

but that bugs the snot out of me anyway) 

is long nails on men.  I don't care if they are 

manicured or dirty or painted hot pink,

I just think men should have short nails.  

The end.

What I Want to Be When I Grow Up

Day 7...My dream job

When I was very young I drew dresses.

All the time.  Huge Cinderella 

ball gowns with bustles and panniers and

layers of puffy fabric.  Then I saw a house plan.

And I was hooked.  I can't begin to count 

the books of graph paper and reams of 

looseleaf I have used up (not wasted) on 

plans for everything from castles

to chicken coops.

Architecture was always an unachievable dream, 

career wise because I honestly didn't have that 

kind of drive for school.  I didn't have the grades 

or the motivation to put in the time and effort.

Now, as an adult, facing the Empty Nest, 

I want to go to school.  I still don't have the gumption

for six or eight years of college but I do have 

enough to do a couple. So I am planning, Lord willing

and the creek don't rise, to go to UCC when 

our youngest does and study civil engineering 

and surveying.  It's never too late, right?