Welcome to my world!

My life's been crazy since my Daddy moved in with me immediately after my mother's death in October 2010. My one and only kiddo headed to college at Carolina at the end of August. So...I lived on my own, for the first time in my life, for a total of a blissful six weeks. Then, I started the parenting gig with my dad. He's a combination of a grouchy old man, a surly teenager and a temperamental toddler. Needless to say, I get very close to the brink of insanity sometimes. I get through life by finding the humor in difficult circumstances. And for some reason, I wind up in the weirdest situations. I couldn't make this stuff up. So I wind up having lots and lots crazy adventures which make great stories to share with my friends. Writing about my life is so therapeutic. My ramblings range from funny to sad to angry (full of cuss words) to sweet. While my focus is dealing with the trials and tribulations of being a parent to my Daddy, I have lots of random, totally unrelated posts. Whatever's on my mind. I love to make people laugh, and I'm happy to think my readers will get my strange sense of humor. And maybe, people who are in my situation will be encouraged. That's all I can hope for...

Saturday, May 14, 2011

Men at Work

I'd asked Kiddo to do some things around the house. The Daddler's been working hard at raking leaves on the inside of our fence, but since the property line extends beyond the fence to encompass four huge oaks, we have to take care of the leaves on the other side of the fence. The church takes care of mowing and everytime I see the man who does that, I ask him when he's gonna take care of those leaves, but somehow, he thinks I'm kidding. Me, kid? Maybe now that The D is a regular (two weeks running, and he even gave an offering last time), they'll have pity on us.

When I got home from my client's office yesterday, Kiddo was out raking. When I walked in the house, I asked The D if he'd seen K raking. He registerd a look of surprise, grabbed his hat and jumped up. We walked out together and I told Kiddo how shocked his G-Pa had been, and they both grinned. The D told him to pull up some scrub trees and grabbed a rake and joined in.

I love this picture. Somehow, it makes me feel like the Lady of the Fiefdom.

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