Field of Dreams Friday

Don't ya just love Fridays! I can't believe this one will
be here so fast. I was asking my son about what time
he had classes and he looked at me funny and said,
It's Friday, next week is finals. I looked at him and
said, " Tomorrow is Friday?

That means I have been to busy each day to notice.
I really feel that all I do most days is go from room to
room making huge messes. I have been in my husband's
shed cutting out shapes on my saw I have sawdust
all over the place out there, I come in the house and
sand wood.
Besides being out in the cold, but the time I come back
in the warm house my hands don't want to unbend and
my bones seem stiff.

I did enlist my boys the other day to sand wood for me.
Then I have been painting in the kitchen. So I have my
table full of paint and brushes and stuff there.

I have also been cutting out things to sew, so I have all of
my material out and my sewing machine and I have
have been wrapping presents so my boxes are scattered
all over.

I think sometimes I am worse than a two year old. Except
I do clean it up when I am finished. But in December, I get up
in the morning to do it all over again.
My son told me that they were having a pot luck the next day
at school. I asked what he had signed up for and he said , "I didn't
because you are still sick." Which I am but you know that doesn't
make very interesting reading so I haven't talked about it, but lets
say, me and a fog horn well, I think we are related still.

So this morning, I baked for him to be able to take a tray to school. So
I really had a huge mess in my kitchen getting ready for him to
take something.

Then I have to brag on my dog. Today I was out in the cold spraying
wood sealer on my wood things I have been working on. You know
it was early and I am out there by myself with the dog.
This guy comes shooting in my driveway really fast. My driveway
is really long and we don't get many brave people that come down it.
He comes driving up really fast, and Sasha puts herself between me and
this guys truck. She is barking and standing her ground and won't let
him get out of the truck.
He looks kind of sheepish and says that he is working on a road
repair down the street and would I like a load of asphalt. Which
is so totally dumb and weird. You just don't drop off asphalt
it would be like having someone drop off a load of cement.

I said no thanks, but Sasha is really barking and her hair is
raised up on her back and I haven't ever really seen her act that way
before.

The guys backs out of the driveway and takes off. Really I bet I scared
him worse that the dog, I was in my ole ratty coat that I use when I am working
in the cold, my hair well we won't go there, and well, I of course no make up in
the cold. I am also covered in sawdust. So between me and the dog, I bet
he went back and told his bosses, well you know ole Ma Kettle down the road.

Only I wasn't wearing a dress and my husband wasn't home.
:)

I hope you have a lovely Friday. I have a nice story for my next
Christmas story picked.

~Kim~