My friend Holly and I were chatting yesterday, and laughing a lot. You see she is one of my only friends who actually reads my blog, I know I am weird that way, I don't tell anyone I have a blog. She saw the pictures of the men in my life having a grand time together and was a bit wistful, her son had been home, too. So we got to talking and had a reality check about our visits. I try to be honest on my blog, but I also try to notice the good. You see not everything is picture perfect. Lots of life is blurry like the photo above.
Here you see crocheting and think, how lovely! But the reality is this has been on my table for two days and I have not touched it. There has not been time.
Those flowers are not thriving, they are slowly checking out, but we don't include this in our blogs do we? We don't include the cleaning, and changing beds, the five loads of laundry, the walks with Little Buddy and his walker where he refuses to move and we are 1/4 of a mile away and I have to pick him and the walker up and trudge home, the working so hard on your day off that you can't seem to have the energy to pick up your crochet hook, or the daily grind that leaves us exhausted.
I asked Mr. 21 to help me clean the screens, and he did, but did not do near enough He took long breaks, watched a show, had his lunch and got some sun. So I spent four hours yesterday cleaning them myself and I have yet to finish. If I just posted this picture you would think he was the hardest worker ever, believe me that is far from the truth, but he did help and for that I am thankful.
This picture is so wonderful. But it doesn't tell you that I had to convince my husband to go golfing, and that it took me four days to do it, which was not fun. And that I had to almost kick these guys in the butt to get them together for a picture. They now have great memories golfing and a wonderful photo to remember it all, and I am still exhausted from making them do it.
A week ago I had two ginormous tomato plants with flowers and the promise of wonderful tomatoes. Now I have stem rot and I am going to have to throw all of this but the containers in the garbage bin. Life is not always picture perfect.
Holly and I discussed out sons. Boy we love them so much and can't wait to see them. But they are both a bit full of themselves right now, so full of opinions and judgments and their sense of independence, which mind you they really don't have as they are still at University and are funded by their parents. I know this is a stage, and one I have to be honest is not always fun. But I do look at this young man of mine playing with his little adopted brother and I have hope, hope that he will indeed become the responsible and respectable man I have raised him to be once he gets all of these shenanigans out of his system. I seem to remember thinking I was quite something at this age too!
And even though my tomatoes look like they will be a bust, I do have strawberries, there might only be a few, but they are growing.
Reality and what we want to show the world are not always the same thing. I want to be honest, and not show all the roses and perfect times in my life. Oh and can I add my husband snores and has woken me up three times each the last four nights. I almost kicked him really hard last night as I had had it! He is out of town tonight and I am looking forward to a blissful nights sleep, well that is after I finish those screens and cleaning the pavers on my back deck.
I think it is good to have a blog reality check every once in a while.