At work they give us pizza on the last Friday of the month. It almost feels like it comes every other week. Why then the weeks drag for so long, I have no clue. Even as I write this it is hard to believe we are just over with Wednesday this week. I am ready for the weekend already!In a matter of weeks school will be over. June 15th is the last day! As much as I am happy about it, I am also feeling a little heavy at heart as the current school year will become just a memory the kids will recall down the lane like, "When I was in fifth grade" or "During my 7th grade school trip" or something in those lines.... There will be no re-doing of their respective classes, forever! Wow! That is sad!
Every night as I put the kids to bed, I am thinking, "Another day of childhood has passed! Hopefully it brings back sweet memories years from now..." Because if we are not careful we (adults) could permanently damage what they (kids) retain from a day. All it takes is a harsh word or rude remark or an insensitive comment. This realization has helped me cool down a lot that even when I have to reprimand them for something it comes out normal without much modulation of the tone. This works both ways; my stress level stays low and they are listening!
However, one thing is testing my patience for quite sometime and I am sure to lose my cool one of these days. They are planting seeds. What's wrong with that? They are planting them in ugly trays and containers in the living room! All under Israel's influence!! They claim the sun shines bright only through that window and they need to make use of it. That's not true. It shines brighter and longer on the deck and even in the basement. They say it is cold out there. Excuses excuses excuses. Can't take it anymore!
There is another reason for my frustrations. For years I am asking for a flower garden and they keep focusing on vegetables. Who cares for their pumpkins and watermelons which will be hit by frost even before they yield? Or the carrots and potatoes for that matter, which the rabbits and ground hogs thrive feasting on. Cherries are the one thing I look forward to but birds overtake us every year!
So, this season I am taking over. Soon there will be flowers. It is May after all!
Life is good. On and on it rolls!
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Giving vent to a lot of pent up frustrations is a good thing !
I love cherries, vegetables plants, flowers and gardens. And spring! :)
Lucky, you. Enjoy the rolling.
I prefer flowers too, but not bees. So I plant crotons (colorful leaves), instead. They don't attract bees that can sting me.
make sure you take some pics of those flowers so we can all enjoy them toooo :)
i cant wait for summers IF THEY COME .. its been rainign so much
Bikram's
Your comments make me smile. Thank you for being a friend.
If not for you folks to whom would I vent about life's rolling? Who would even care?!
your write up made me laugh.
Let the children enjoy their gardening of whaatever they like. their watermelons and the other veetables will surely make us happy
You lose your cool? Surely not?
I wish we lived nearby :):)
Hugs :)
Loved your post. I have come through Kavita's blog. Remember she introduced me to you and many?
Yes, do grow flowers, they bring so much happiness. All my best. I am an avid gardener, although grow vegetables too, take keen interest in growing flowers only.
Life is good. On and on it rolls! how sweet...
Yep. It looks like it is gardening season. I am doing some with my kids too.
Stooping by to say hello, have a great weekend. x
hi friend how doing? cheers
I like to take pictures of flowers....don't have patience to wait for months for them to bloom. Not into yard work.
I am also waiting for school year to finishhhhhhh...so that I can get up late.
Kids missing school.... or just to think about the good old days in school. Its a part of life.
As for the garden, its always a tussle between me and wifey, she wants flowers and I say "why not have vegetables that are required in the kitchen"
yeah it is touching..with the passing of each day, the kids lose one day of their childhood..but no one recognises it..
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