Many new visitors have been stopping by The Old Block House.
I thought I might introduce myself a little.
This is a bit of a repost, so please excuse if you've read it already,
but I wanted to share with anyone new out there.
It's just a little glimpse into my world.
I have two wonderful children, both boys, both taller than I, and growing more each day.
The oldest seems to be plateauing, which means the younger of the two is fast on his heels in catch up.
It's amazing to watch what began as these cute little bundles of neediness grow into self assured young men.
My boyfriend is amazing.
He is kind, patient, and maintains his sanity when I am losing mine.
He is intelligent, spiritual, and always tries to do what is right.
At times I drive him nuts and he does not understand me, but he still smiles and supports me.
Everyone should be so lucky as to have this kind of partner.
I have too many projects going at once.
There are pieces waiting for additional steps.
Projects waiting for the weather to clear up so they can be finished outside.
Then there's something else over there, hidden in the corner.
I'm hoping nobody notices. Maybe a few somethings in the corner.
Crafting ADD? Perhaps. I'm sure there's a support group somewhere for it.
My most recent job was as a waitress for thirteen years, I am in no way graceful.
During that time, drinks were dropped, pizza slices jumped onto the floor (one time an entire small taco pizza flew into a lady's lap), and quite a diverse list of items were broken.
These include, but are not limited to, an adding machine x2, four burner coffee maker, soda machine keys, glasses, beer bottles, brooms, mops, and vaccuums.
I break things at home too.
My boyfriend just shakes his head and doesn't understand how one person can break so many things.
It's a gift. One I'd like to give back.
My dream home would be a two bedroom cottage at the beach.
The sand, sun, breeze would greet me each day as I opened the door to the world.
Of course, in the real world, days are sometimes cold, windy, and overcast,
but it's never that way at my cottage.
Everyday is a beautiful 78 degrees, sunny, and low humidity.
This would be my view every evening.
Do you have one or two you'd like to share with me?
Do you dip your apples in ketchup?
Have twenty cats?
Or maybe dream of living in someone else's shoes for just a day?