Rabbit Trails

I decided that my days are made up of rabbit trails...........

Get breakfast for the kids.....realize that the fridge is filthy and start cleaning it....go find a rag to clean filthy fridge and realize that I have to put the laundry in the washer...while in the laundry room remember to get hamburger out for supper and find that freezer is in need of some organizing...pull dog food eating baby out of dog food dish...remember why baby is hungry...head back to getting breakfast for now very hungry kids....start to clean up kitchen after breakfast and head to bathroom...on the way notice that I haven't made my bed yet....oh and I should get dressed...and put away clothes from yesterdays laundry...remember I have to switch out loads, gather up rest of dirty laundry and haul to laundry room...trip over toys in the hallway and have kids clean them up...and notice that their room needs cleaned also... get that going....answer a random stream of questions from inquisitive child...remember suddenly that there was a reason I was headed back to the bathroom...threaten with their life nicely send away, suddenly dying if I do not talk to you now, flinging themselves at the bathroom door child...look in mirror and am horrified...fix that....and notice that mirror is dirty, clean mirror and figure that I should clean rest of bathroom...get T.P.'d baby out of the toilet paper rolls and decide that I really need a coffee break and sit at computer to enjoy a moment....pull screaming baby out of harms way...back to lukewarm cup of coffee...notice that there is no real quite moment, so get kids busy doing something outside...put on and tie said little kids shoes, notice that we have no socks...go find them in unfolded laundry piled in living room realize that it is getting cold and should build a fire...pull soot laden baby out of stove ashes...appease impatient  child and send them outside with mismatched socks...go back to cold coffee and remember that I have to get almost late bills in the mail...head outside and notice trash bag, so grab it...notice weeds in flower bed...pull an few and remember unsupervised baby inside...get back and find busy baby in a pile of crushed cereal...clean off baby...put to bed...remind myself I only have four kids, i can do this...check on forgotten three kids outside...send up prayer for tree climbing, trampezing, four wheel riding children...clean up cereal and think that the floor could use a mop after seeing the dirt on baby's knees...mop and turn around to all children coming back inside, over just cleaned and mopped floor to let me know they are hungry for lunch...strangle all mud booted children, send them into mudroom to take off boots...look at clock on stove and notice that stove is still dirty with eggs from breakfast...clean stove and start lunch only to realize that fridge is almost empty and need to make a grocery list...jot down a few things and get attacked by still hungry children......etc...etc...etc...

Get asked by someone what I did for the day.......come up blank :)

Maybe should take some ginkgo biloba  to get brain waves back on track.

I Succumbed

I got hooked........

I fell off the wagon........

I SUCCUMBED..........

                               To Pinning!!!!!!!




You know the one......  that tantalizing little button........ PIN IT

I had heard about it....  "It is so addictive"
                                      " So many ideas"
                                      "So cool"
                                      "You should  really check it out"

I just didn't get it.  What was the point?   Didn't make any since to me.

So I decided to look into this thing.............
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It's Ground In

As I was picking sugar snaps from the garden a few days ago, I was reminiscing over past garden years with my Hubby.  One word comes to mind for those years and that is HUGE.....

He thinks BIG, he plants BIG.
Growing up we always had a nice size garden, but not over the top.  As a kid I thought it was huge.

We were taught that ever plant counts, and is valuable till it is dead and withered up.  Basically ground in to our being was that you NEVER pulled out a plant that was still producing till it just couldn't squeeze out any more produce.  You tilled and weeded and raked before planting, and then got out the tape measure and string and stakes and painstakingly measured and planted ever row.  Very thorough  and neat and tidy.




Then I married HIM.   Totally different set of rules in the garden.  All about production and speed.
Till, throw the seeds in, in the best and quickest way possible.

WOOOOAAAHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
What about picking out all the weed clumps????
What about picking out all the rocks???????
What about raking it out smooth and flat???????
What about the TAPE MEASURE?????????
This man had NO IDEA how to PROPERLY plant a real garden.  At least that is what I thought.
Because it was GROUND IN to my garden planting being.
Ok, so there are obviously  different ways to plant a garden.  He fudged a bit for me, I fudged a lot :)
But moving on.....the garden is now planted.  Oh, and with a lot more seeds then I have ever seen.
So as it grows we are steadily watching the progress.  Then he up and leaves for Basic Training for two weeks.  And the beans come in...........
So for the two weeks that he is gone, I loose my mind, be the hard working, diligent wife and pick every single bean out of that massively, huge bean patch.   Just to give you a picture - first picking - 10 walmart bags FULL - 90 quarts of canned beans.  That was like a summers worth of canning for us growing up  smashed into one picking.  But because it was ground into my garden picking  being  you picked every last bean till it stopped producing.
So that Hubby of mine gets back from training.............. and says..........
"What were you thinking????  We just plant a lot of beans, then pull up the plant after the first or second picking and strip it and then we are done for the summer."
Hold on a second!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Did you just say that I have been picking and blicking and canning for two weeks for no reason?!?!
Did you just say that you PULL the plant out of the ground before it withers and dies from over production?!?!?!?
Did you just say that?!?!?!?!??!
Needless to say my ground in gardening has had to change a bit and that Hubby of mine has changed his ideas a bit also.

So this year I finally talked him into going a bit smaller  =
100 pounds of potatoes
2 pounds of corn
40 some tomato plants
and various other veggies
Yes, that is the smaller version.