I am the old thing,
The pants are new
The shirt is borrowed (my son Isak)
The sweater is blue
|Rock On! (or on rock as in this case)|
|See? I can behave|
We are doing remodeling to the house in preparation for MIL moving in. I have this pretty breakfast area with a lovely door leading to our deck. This is where I let the dogs out every morning. It's on the second story of the house....or should I say W A S. They removed it so they could do some of the work. This was not in my mind at 4 am when the dogs needed to go out. Do you know what it feels like to sleepishly* open the door, turn on the outside lights and ...WHOA!!! There is nothing there. Spouse has since had the builders add a wooden plank across the door to prevent me (or 4 kids or 3 pets) from falling to our deaths on the freshly poured cement waaay below. On the positive side, one of my sons said that the imprint of my body in the concrete would make others think I had died doing something really cool. Uh Huh....
Happy Veterans Day! Now go and try something New!
*"sleepishly" is technically not a real word.