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picnic in the park

I want to warn you all that the husband must've slipped some espresso in my coffee this morning, 'cause I'm not usually this wound up until about 4pm... You know that line in As good as it gets when Melvin Udall says, "you make me want to be a better man? Well, I'm on a mission these days. Be a better mom. Be a better wife. Maybe it's just the seasonal thing... I have grandiose goals, then get sucked into the daily grind pretty fast. (way back in the beginning I talked about goals, hmmm...can I cross any of those off my list yet???)

Or maybe it's just my obsessive compulsive nature talking... I read once that the best bloggers had OCD/ADD tendencies - wanting to constantly mix things up, improve, shuffle, shift, create, invigorate their little slice of cyberspace... Nodding and agreeing, are ya?

So, yesterday I was in the shower at 2pm, yeah, yeah...I visited your pretty tea parties and made witty banter in my sweats. And I had the not the least bit original and borrowed from a recent visit to so many pretty blogs - thought, "I should take a picture of the girls having a tea outside today, won't that be pretty?" 'Cause that's what you think when you procrastinate every little detail and live in an adrenaline rush.
Jumped out of the shower, and yelled to Olivia that we were going to surprise Cathrynn with tea in the park. How's that for being a better mom, huh??? So I decided once again that I could just skip the make-up & hair routine, and as we tossed watermelon, goldfish crackers & pretzels in the basket - I realized this was actually a picnic I'd put together. Still a very good thing. Maybe someone should host a picnic-y event...Ladies get your baskets!
Can you believe these two? I say smile and they pose like little camera pixies! I was going for a pix of them less posed...but this will work. :D


Love how you packed everything up in the jars. And I think your idea of a virtual picnic is a good thing. Maybe in the spring when we are all yearning to get away from the winter doldrums. What 'cha think? Hugs, Lynn
Kathleen Grace said…
What a lovely idea and a lovely basket of goodies! Your children are adorable too !
GardenGoose said…
how very cute. looks like a fun picnic for sure.
Darly Dolittle said…
"I read once that the best bloggers had OCD/ADD tendencies - wanting to constantly mix..."
Hmmmm, are you saying I'm one of the best bloggers??!!! hahaha. I just started on my new medication this morning. It is pure amphetamines. Wish me luck. If my blog starts going down hill, you'll know the Adderall is working!

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