Just a year ago, I saw this photo.
What's your instant reaction?
What do you see?
My first reaction was "wow, cool photo!"
My second reaction was to count the eggs, and wonder how this occurred.
Seriously, out of curiosity!
Look at the eggs at the bottom left, one of those might be intact.
Something about human nature to try to put things together and find solutions. What if the solution to these broken eggs is to take the photo and capture the moment?
Seems of late, that if there is no photo or video, there is no proof--and if anything occurred before the invention of technology, well forget about that!
Although I like me some humor, I'm not writing fiction. Life is funny enough, and stories, well--stories are tools. Blab, blab, blab, and so on
Are you still reading? Good, cause I'm sharing one of my first Mom Moments. Laugh if you like, cause I'm not your typical mom.
A long time ago, in a universe that seemed like science fiction, but was oh so real--the Kid, broke a glass--not a mug or a cup, but a glass. Shards everywhere, the look on his face of OH-NO was severe. He turned to me expecting words or frustration. Instead, I gated off the kitchen (doggie gates) said to the Kid, "I'm not mad [it was clearly a mistake] but I'm also not going to clean it up for you."
I was pretty proud of my Mom Moment, laugh if you like. Yes, cleaning up glass off of ceramic tile, when there are 200 pounds of dog in the house was not a minor activity. Yes, I probably did give it a good inspection before letting puppy paws venture near. I really wasn't mad about the glass, I got mad about an April fools joke--I'll tell you that later.
Yes, we would all love to have everything magically cleaned up for us. Ironically, my sister's blog had words of an apron
that mom made her. I have no memory of that, and it just doesn't register in my mind as something my mom would make. Funny thing is we all have such different memories of the same experiences.
I wonder what Deborah Boschert
was thinking when she snapped the cracked eggs photo? I wonder if I would have written this sooner if she was the lone culprit in this egg-sperience? Sometimes a little bit of distance from an event is needed for us to appreciate the yolk of it all.
Chickens, eggs, adventures, oh my!
After many months of rebuilding, Ellicott City is getting put back together. I'm honored that my quilt, Wish Upon a Star, has made some money for my favorite coffee shop.
Thanks to my favorite pottery place, Green Bridge
and all you who bought a raffle ticket!
Click here if you would like to take a chance on a two sided quilt!
stories I owe you...
my first cup of coffee
April Fools (Not Joking)