I truly never thought I'll be one of these people. Yet I have become one: I honestly admit, I LIVE for my weekends. On Thursdays, I can almost smell the end of the week and on Friday mornings, I'm already excited and it can not get 3ish pm fast enough... then I'm free. Free to play, to see friends, go to farmer's markets, cook, make art projects with JB, just putter around the house, being with the boys, chase the chickens, take long naps, have a beer in the afternoon.
This weekend, I want to build a little play kitchen for JB. Our neighbor Donald offered some fine old wooden boxes for this project and I have a rough idea of how I'm gonna put those together/saw 'em apart, etc. As Chuck just recently got me MY OWN tool kit (oooh yesss!!), I'll be hammering, glueing and painting away. Or so I hope. It mightt rain all weekend - which would be fine also. We got the shop in the back yard and JB loves hanging out there anyways. It'll be fun and JB is definitely ready to cook away. My plan is to make the kitchen big enough that he can stand on the "stove" just like any big person would, but alsom small enough that I can fit it under the kitchen sink, when it's not in use. We'll see how that goes.
Tomorrow morning though we're heading to the Hollygrove Farmer's market to get another $25 organic, seasonal goodie box!!
So long,
-rea
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