I was up way past my bedtime last night - energized by my two mile walk in the morning and laughing until I cried with friends at Pagan studies. I fell asleep reading Collage Journeys - inspiration for my art journal. I've been playing with different paints I have around the house. It's been fun.
This morning I was trying to sleep in - something I rarely do. First storm trooper son was marching above my head. His bedroom is above mine. Then instead of feeding the dog, Sammy, who was jumping to the ceiling trying to get his attention he went down to the play room to watch TV. Sammy tried again with youngest to no avail. Her tags clanging against each other and her jumping apparently means nothing. I'm almost always the first one up so I feed her and let her out. Knowing that sleeping in was out I got up and made the kids take care of Sammy. I then started breakfast - cheddar buttermilk biscuits and sausage gravy. I found a new biscuit recipe and they come out flaky and buttery and oooh so yummy. Hubby walked in at this point and I nearly bit his head off over a simple question. I apologised as I was still annoyed with the kids and his timing was all off. So, at breakfast I asked if we should give the dog away or have her put to sleep (neither one is really an option)? That got the kids' attention. They are now scrubbing their bathroom while hubby takes a nap. Then we will take them shopping as their gift cards are burning a hole in their pockets. Well, mainly youngest's but after holiday shopping they all find fun.