Confession Tuesday
It's the last Tuesday in July and--don't tell me--you have much to confess. Well, feel free to enter The Confessional and unburden yourself. Tell us a few things you would normally keep a secret. Go on. You know you want to.
This is the first real harvest of our first vegetable garden. What’s not pictured are hefty amounts of lush basil, oregano, parsley, mint, and carrots. Also not pictured are these light green jalapeño peppers that Tim swears are the hottest peppers he’s ever tasted.
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Back from vacation. I really enjoy spending time with Tim’s family (I’d have to with so many people under one roof). But I end up doing as much work on vacation as I do at home. Ask my husband, and he’ll say something like, “I get so much rest on vacation. I love not having to watch the kids for a week.” What he don’t seem to get is that I pick up the slack watching out for the kids, especially Ella, as well as doing an inordinate amount of laundry, housecleaning, and food prep. Drives me freaking crazy, almost to the point of pulling out of next year’s vacation.
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My toes have four half-coats of dark pink nail polish on them because I’m too lazy to remove the previous layers.
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I’m keeping my confessions short this week so I can work on a poem. Yes, I’m writing again. The goal? Five poems in five days. If I can finish it tonight, I’ll post it. But I tend to write into the wee hours. I’m just happy that I’m writing again.
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I have fallen asleep twice trying to finish this post. It’s not even 10:30 p.m. yet. How sad is that?
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Back from vacation. I really enjoy spending time with Tim’s family (I’d have to with so many people under one roof). But I end up doing as much work on vacation as I do at home. Ask my husband, and he’ll say something like, “I get so much rest on vacation. I love not having to watch the kids for a week.” What he don’t seem to get is that I pick up the slack watching out for the kids, especially Ella, as well as doing an inordinate amount of laundry, housecleaning, and food prep. Drives me freaking crazy, almost to the point of pulling out of next year’s vacation.
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My toes have four half-coats of dark pink nail polish on them because I’m too lazy to remove the previous layers.
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I’m keeping my confessions short this week so I can work on a poem. Yes, I’m writing again. The goal? Five poems in five days. If I can finish it tonight, I’ll post it. But I tend to write into the wee hours. I’m just happy that I’m writing again.
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I have fallen asleep twice trying to finish this post. It’s not even 10:30 p.m. yet. How sad is that?
Comments
I think women in general, and moms in particular, have different needs for vacation. Maybe next year somewhere exotic without kids?
I'm completely done long before 10:30. No writing ever gets done that late because I'd have to delete it all in the morning anyway.
Your veggies look delish! We got our first tomato last week and it was small but so flavorful. Yum.
Here's my confession.
p.s. i joined the confessional this week. here's mine:
http://makeshiftwords.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html
nice veggies tho! That's awesome.