…you make lemonade.
Now, when life gives you explosive 90lb dog diarrhea at 6 am all over the kitchen… the best you can do is say that at least the rest of the day has to all be up from there. Be an optimist about it- yeah!
But the next morning, when you find the dog who got left outside overnight due to not wanting to repeat the explosive diarrhea in kitchen incident killed a possum and judging by how wet it is spent the entire night licking it?
I screamed. A couple of times.
Well in that instance, the only thing you make is the beginnings of a heart attack.
So that was fun. Let’s never do it again.
I am resolved to stop with beginning blog posts with “It’s been a busy couple of weeks…” Considering we have three kids, multiple house projects, two full time jobs, and holidays and visitors moving through the calendar and house that is obviously a “no shit, it’ll be like that till ya die” statement. So like, here is a recap of some of the recent goings-on.
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Reposted from October 2018…
Now when it comes to talking about Dia de los Muertos… as a white, middle aged, blond haired, green eyed guera, I consider myself no entitled-ass expert over here or anything. But know this- while I am not Mexican by birth I married one, we’re raising three, AND I made alters for Dia de los Muertos before the movie Coco came out. To further prove my bit of street cred, I totally love all things to do with the Mexican culture. Also I’m taking Spanish lessons on Rosetta Stone. So like… Yo tengo sandwiches, ya dig?
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