Wild, Crazy Life.
That’s what it seems like lately, anyway. I don’t seem to have much time for anything other than running from here to there, doing this or that until each night when I fall into bed. I love my life, and I love that I have outgoing active kiddos (thank goodness they’re only in one activity a piece), but sometimes, I feel like I’m juggling glass balls and I’m starting to lose my concentration. I am thankful for the life I lead, and even with all its ups and downs, it is a charmed life. I have four beautiful, healthy daughters, a WONDERFUL, adoring husband, and I am content and happy.
This past weekend, I was able to take part in a scrapbooking retreat weekend. Just me. No kids. No husband. I took our camp trailer to spend the weekend in, and I didn’t have a single schedule I had to live by (except for Sunday morning when it was my turn to cook a meal and I had to cook breakfast). My friend, Tina, came up Friday afternoon and spent the weekend scrapbooking, too. My mom drove back and forth from La Grande every day and got a lot of work done, too, and my sister even made it up one day (with the twins).
I got over 90 pages completed in my scrapbooks (45 front/backs), I am caught up for the year 2007, and I have the remainder of my photographs all sorted. I am relaxed, rested, and my mind is at peace again. It was a successful weekend.
My mom, Donna, with the twins, first Kendric
then Kayleigh (Mom will probably kill me for adding this picture, but I LOVE it).
On the way home Sunday afternoon, I took the backroads through an area where I know a herd of wild horses roams. I have been trying to get pictures of these horses for several years, and I was finally successful. I only wish I would have had more time to get better pictures. The mommies and their babies were so cute! They didn’t want to stay around long when I stopped, so I took a couple pictures and left so I didn’t disturb them too much.
Off to fall into bed one more time this week, then one more day to get through!
Nature Girl. Mom. Wife. Friend. Photographer. Sewer. Crafter. Artist.
To borrow a phrase – “Yeet Ye Riche”