They say you should never judge someone until you’ve walked a mile in their shoes. Well, I’m offering you the rare (ok, not so rare) chance to spend a mile in my shoes (ok, not really shoes, more like flip-flops…it’s summer time. The shoes are in the closet until fall!)
Well, after a long night of sleeping and waking up without an alarm, it only makes sense to ease into the day.
Now this is how you enjoy that first cup of coffee.
After a few hours of stressful ‘yard work,’ I realized it was time to feed those pesky children. (Again with the eating three meals a day garbage!) After a year eating in a boring school cafeteria, they forced me to change up the scenery and serve them their requested meal in a little more enjoyable lighting.
Since I can’t having my children feel like spoiled, pampered babies, I put them to work to provide the family dinner.
I’m only kidding. I’m a true Nebraskan. I eat meat, real, red meat. Meat that used to moo and get tipped over. I might love going fishing, but I won’t eat fish or any seafood for that matter. Don’t judge. It swims in its own poo.
After all that grueling chaos of the morning, it was time to FINALLY pamper myself. Hey, I’d earned it.
Yep, that’s the ticket.
Sidebar ~ I have terrible feet. No really. I actually feel bad for the poor lady who has to work on these clubs. Just look at her.
After all the power grinding, she needed a nap! Apparently IP shares my sentiments.
He’s currently looking for a couch to crash on….
Well, as you can imagine, after making it through all the chores on my schedule, it was time to finally put these ol’ dogs up for the day and give them a proper rest….FINALLY!
Now, there’s my mile, judge away….