Modge Podge

Modge Podge. a word used to describe a confused or disorderly mass or collection of things; a "mess" or a "jumble".

Well, that's a pretty spot on description of what's been happening in my life lately.  
It's been a Modge Podge out there my friends!

First off, my work life has been a blurr.  
One day was SO busy I seriously considered sacking out in reception.  
What was the point of going home only to have turn around and come back in?  

Good thing security throws us out or I'd have been curled up under my desk. 

I work with a great crew and of course we rocked learning all our new tech and I kinda think I impressed the clinical crew that came in to oversee us.  

Could there be a job offer out there in the future?  
Maybe.  
But I wouldn't like all the travel.  
Every time I'm on an airplane I get sick and these folks live on planes.
No Thanks.

Secondly, there's been a bit of extended family drama that makes me appreciate how lucky I am to have SM.  

He's been a lot of things to me.  
Best Friend.  
Financial Advisor.  
Life Coach.

But best of all, he's a MAN.  

He knows what it takes to be a man and he steps up everytime.  

There are a lot of guys out there who "think" they're a man but they're not.
They don't have the stones to step up.  
And so they stay boys all their lives.

Thank God I got me a man.

And lastly we turn to the home front.  
I might finally have a weekend where I have the energy to get out to the garden and clean it up.  

We had temps in the low 30's here this past week.  
Ice on the car windshield and dead zinnias in the back garden. 
Boo.

But SM bought me some Mum's to spark up the front door.

And he drove out to Hendersonville last weekend for our yearly apple supply while I lay at home in a work induced coma in my recliner.

And yesterday he announces that he bought not just ONE Autumn Blaze Maple trees, but TWO. 

One to shade our back porch and the other for the front yard.  
SM feels it's too plain since we cut down the birch last year

"And why didn't you pay the nursery to come out and plant them?"  I asked eyebrows in hairline as I went out to take a peek at our new additions.

"Hey...I can dig a hole." SM says.  "I hope your back is in good shape."

How did I get pulled into this?  I thought to myself wondering if SM had bitten off more than he can chew.

   
Look at the size of those root balls.

Hm.  
This is one of those times that I wish SM wasn't feeling quite so manly.