It’s not very often that our family "gets away." Between work, football, swimming, football and apathy, time has a way of just passing by - almost unnoticed. Later to be lamented for what could have been. But that all changed last weekend. With a little planning and execution, the McCarthy’s made a return trip to Uncle Jimmy and Aunt Pattie's place in Sautee Nacoochee in the mountains of northeast Georgia. It’s heaven on earth…but with bears and snakes.
It’s just after Mother’s Day
And all throughout the house,
The messes are so many,
And I feel like a louse.
5:15am: Phone alarm goes off as it does every day at this time. And I mute it…as I do every day at this time.
5:57am: Sweet talk the coffee maker into one more pot. It’s on its last leg. Walk down the hall to the boys’ shower since ours has a hole in it. Note to self: Our dog, Franklin, is impossible to see in the dark, and his tail is apparently sensitive to weight.
It’s been a while since our last get together, and I’ve been getting an earful about it. So, during this Easter season, it seems fitting that I would resurrect the blog. Granted, this resurrection will have eternally less impact on the world than the one soon to be celebrated. But hey, we all have our part in the play. Maybe this is mine.
Twas the day after Thanksgiving
And all through the house,
Most everyone was miserable
Including the mouse.