Interesting day at the homestead. Ben went golfing this morning. As night approached, the boys wanted to make a fire in the sand trap. I was okay with that, I even bought ingrediants for smores. Ben, my little fire marshall had the hose nearby. Someone, used a can of Off to help ignite it, while later on someone threw in a lighter...which made a small explosion. I was watching them the whole time...maybe that one split second, when I went to the restroom I was off the clock. Thank God I have awesome neighbors, who put a stop to the whole thing...and gave them a lecture to boot. The fire wasn't the issue, it was the flammables. Couldn't agree more. The thing about it is, they're all good boys. But when they form, it's like Lord of the Flies...they turn into savages. I'm doing the best I can. All the business I need to take care of has been on the back-burner. Camp can't come soon enough. I need my eyes for the mound of paperwork that has piled up, instead of my backyard.
On another note, thank-you Diana, Wendy and especially Steph.
Stephie and I were college freshman together, the best of friends. We wreaked havoc on many! Life gets in the way with friends...but if you're a true friend, you can easily pick up where you left off.
Since Jack died, Steph came back into my life. What a blessing. She has planned a get together at her house next week when Ben's at camp. The funny thing was I had no choice..thanks Steph, for making me move.
The song is for all my people..everyday someone gives me strength.
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