Does anyone remember the Cracker song “Happy Birthday”?
“I’m feelin thankful/for the small things today”
That’s what I’ve been humming all morning. The sun finally came out, I’m halfway through the pile of ironing**, the laundry is almost done. Sweet, sweet Monday. Peppy little song in my head and to-do list getting to-done right and left.
And then it happened.
Me on the outside, boy napping on the inside. Rest assured, though, he was quite secure because none of our 120 doors were unlocked. OK, deep breath, tap in to your inner MacGyver – go!
In the end, this incident only gave me more to add to my thankful list: I somehow managed to wedge my plump behind through a tiny window. (Obviously not the one pictured….)
What a bunch of madness, right? So now you know. Beneath every blog lurks the danger that you too will one day end up with your butt hanging out of a window.
Be prepared, my friends – be prepared.
*I really dislike the word “blog” in any form, but find it hard to avoid.
**The pile has been fed steadily for the past two weeks with clean clothes, but it’s been too cold to stand at the ironing board! I never claimed to be anything but a hothouse flower.