do you do that?

I ate a whole jar of pickled okra sittin’ on the golf cart talking and squallin’ with my momma yesterday

do you do that?

Not the eatin’ the whole jar of pickled okra part but the sittin’ and squallin’ to momma part.. I do that.. it’s good for my soul.  I’ve decided I need people.  I think we all do.  I wasn’t cryin’ because anything was wrong or for any particular reason…Although it could have been the push pins that were protruding from the back of the leather headrest in my car that I discovered en route just an hour before..  Littles, guilty as charged…or maybe the cow skull that’s laying (or lying) (or whatever) in my yard scared me…although it was probably more the thoughts of my sweet, precious momma beating that cow skull out from under her car in the dark with her coffee thermos  (yea, we’ll come back to that) or could it be the slumber party and the boys wanting to sleep in the barn where I have seen snakes even though the cowboy says, ‘there are no snakes in there” and yet I’ve-seen-snakes-in-there-…maybe it’s the book that’s in my head and on my heart that I’VE GOT TO WRITE or the other projects blazing within me …who knows?  What I do know is that cryin’ is good and absolutely necessary sometimes.

and laughing is too.. which is what I did when I called sister this afternoon and she frantically said, “I’ll have to call you back..  the parakeet’s loose in the bathroom and Ro’s trying to catch it with a fishin’ net…”

See.

Laugh or cry.  Right? or both.  Kinda like when it’s raining +sun shining = more times that not a rainbow…  Speaking of a rainbow which of course reminds me of a promise from the One who cares about it all.

The mundane.  Laundry, dishes, home school lessons, bills, errands, chores annnd repeat.

The messy.  Like the cake batter that got in my hair tonight as the boys licked the bowl.  Yea, I don’t know how that happened.  or the ATROCIOUS smell that came from their bedroom tonight that stunk soooo bad tonight I almost threw up in my mouth.  No wait, I did.

The glorious.  For one  it’s quiet time at the barn…. another sailing solo in the canoe while casting a line from the middle of the pond …  the other nothin’s more blissful than playing with the water hose and a dog…..

what’s your take today?  Laugh or cry?

as for me..

All of the above…Even when life here makes me want to say not G-rated things real loud with a crinkled brow or get real ugly and have to use the “teacher eyes” …

I’ll take it .. laughter and tears …the mundane, the messy, the glorious

Oh, and one more round of pickled okra if anybody’s got a jar….

love y’all

😀