Am too, Am not

Okay I openly admit that I stole this idea from the Yarn Harlot ... if you don't know who she is or aren't a crafter, you should check out her blog anyways - its usually good for a laugh.
So she started this on her blog ... hopefully everyone who reads it will put one up on their page as well.

What I am doing: Trying my best to let the kids clean the basement for me. We've been after them for a week to clean up the total mess they made out of the basement over the last two weeks - trying to explain that shoving it under the end tables and behind chairs is not really cleaning ... nor is throwing it into the exersize room. I am this side of crying....its my birthday.
Actually if mom were here I know exactly what she'd say ... 'just be happy your kids are healthy enough to be able to get into trouble' . And I am. I just wish I didn't have to keep reminding myself quite so often - so soon into summer vacation.

What I wish I was doing: I would love to be sitting outside with a glass of iced tea and a slice of birthday cake. Sitting on my mother's swing that my dad gave me for my birthday or at the round patio table. If only I had some flat ground to set them up on.

What I am doing: I writing a blog while waiting for the water to boil so I can cook dinner for the family for my birthday (no cake, kids didn't give me time to make it) ... just so I can hear them fret because it will have spinach in it .... ziti, tomatoes (canned), spinach, cream cheese, and hamburger (my addition). I will probably add some Parmesan or some 'three cheese' shredded cheese too...maybe just the parmesan (its healthier).

What I wish I was doing: I would love to be getting ready to go out to dinner without the kids. We love TimberLodge Steak house ... they have the best steak (sorry no vegetarians here ... we are trying to save the world). Or even better - I would love a bucket of KFC extra crispy, mostly legs, all to myself. I'm a sucker for KFC. I love it .... probably because we had such a big family that getting fried chicken in a box was a treat - but KFC meant something really really good.
Maybe I can imagine that I'm eating KFC tonight while shoving in the pasta...only it might be hard to swallow.

Actually I should be happy ... so far it hasn't been an absolutely horrid day. We found another library book which my daughter volunteered to take back to school on her bike (just over 1 mi) ... and my kids brought up the beautiful 'sun' spinner I got from my brother & his girl friend for Christmas, which I finally hung outside with the ones I bought for myself for Christmas (although they are smaller) ... my oldest son mowed & weed-whacked without making a fuss (probably because he already heard I was stressed) .... hubby says he will take me shopping tonight - he wants to look at a new swing - he's not looking foward to scrubbing and painting the old one I think, but its my mom's so I'm not tossing it out until its on its last leg (the thing is about 15 yrs old) ...

Now I'm not going to declare it a compete success -- hubby is doing a very dangerous part of farming. It can be very dangerous and he almost lost his fingers once, nearly got clocked in the head another - he needs to get out the sickle mower to do the ditch between the fields.