I have decided that my son doesn't have a single OCD bone in his body. As most of my skeleton and a few other vital parts are heavily OCD, you can imagine my stress. Who opens a Kool-Aid package from the bottom? Seriously? One of us needs some serious help and I think you know which one.
Our weather has been nothing short of stunning lately. However, we are beginning to miss rain. Well, I am anyway. I am tired of the coating of pollen on everything and tired of my husband's sniffling and sneezing. Not to mention dragging the hose all over the yard.
The hose dragging is in an effort to keep all of my baby tomatoes growing as they should. They are just darling. I have such high hopes for their future. And the basil is taking off already. Oh, and the beans are sending up little tendrils. Spring is already looking much better than fall. We'll have to wait and see.
I am sooo very excited. One of my dearest friends has a contract on a house almost across the street from me. While I am friendly with my neighbors, I haven't had a real friend in my neighborhood since before I was married. I'm trying to hold off celebrating too much because it ain't over till it's over. Something could always go wrong. But so far, it is looking like it's going to work out.
I love Missy. She tells it like it is whether it is about cute, white mules for Easter or something far more serious. Yesterday she had some mighty powerful words to say. You can take a look at them here. All I can add is, "Amen!"
We are going to be in the Art Car Parade again this year. I'm thinking we will make it more of a party this year as it is on my son's 15th birthday. If you are in Houston on May 8th, come stop by for a cupcake.
I wish I could think of something fabulous to share for a number 7, but I'm empty. I'll try to be more interesting next week. : )
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Have a great weekend!