Mulching

I should be tending to my neglected flower gardens but instead I mulched a bin of socks today with my Aunt Suci, who is staying with us until her apartment is ready.


Have you ever mulched a mass of unmatched socks? Turning the pile over and over looking for the elusive mate? I find it a tedious and only moderately productive exercise. We barely found the necessary amount of matches to prevent sending Jubal off to CYIA sockless. I love summer just for the fact that socks are rarely needed. While mulching I entertained with Suci with my on the spot summer rewrite of a Christmas classic......
"It's the most wonderful time of the year....We don't need to match socks, 'cause we wear our flip-flops.......It's the most wonderful t-i-m-e of the year!

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Evaluations

The first night of WWBC's VBS is complete. My three lesson times seemed to go well with some minor adjustments after the inevitable guinea pig first session. As usual I found it difficult to keep within the time constraint... There's a rumor that I'm long-winded.....preacher's daughter, must be in the blood.

While driving home, Jubal provided me with an impromptu personality assessment after a very lively conversation. I quote:
"I'm trying to imagine you as a quiet person. It's not working out."


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