the hurrier I go..

The first few years of our marriage we lived in Pennsylvania Dutch country. They have a lot of interesting sayings--one is "The hurrier I go the behinder I get." Must say I am truly living that now. My life, NASCAR version is that my to do list is lapping my living. Or, to make it worse, my ratings on my ''to do list' to my 'done list' is as bad as some of the worst NFL teams.

Sorry--I'll before I lose all readers that still try to find me.

Just an update: I am still working for Viking, waiting for sales to improve. Spring has sprung and my lawn is getting mowed, often, by our awesome neighbor. Our trees are growing fantastic leaves and making both us and the birds happy. I must confess, I find myself just standing at the kitchen window looking at them with thankfulness for finding them, for finding great 'tree planters' and for the health they are showing. And of course, for the birds sitting in them and singing.

The third weekend in April I went to New York for my Mom's 80th birthday party. Jackson and Aurora went with me. We made great time, drive time was 4.5 hours. With a short lunch, potty break - we were there in under 5 hours. May I say, I don't recommend sharing a double bed with a 3 and 5 year old. One doesn't like to be crowded and one doesn't want covers, altho' the other two of us do....