Anyways! I was heading to the fridge for who knows what- just because the kids are gone doesn't mean I've reclaimed any of that brain power I lost during pregnancy :/ and I noticed two things...
A-- it looks sooo much better since I finally purged all the layers of 'stuff' from the outside! I think the magnets were screaming in protest at the abuse they were being put through holding up long expired coupons and paper upon paper that, wether visible or not, had a knack for getting lost in the general cold chaos...
B-- My fridge tells my life story. Well, at least part of it.
You see, everything important to me is represented on this appliance.
I have priceless works of art... the pumpkin drawing from Courtney's art class (complete with pumpkin patch on the back) and Cole's numerous monster drawings awaiting their frames for our Halloween decor.
Pictures of my family...John and I on a date, my brother, sister-in-law and mother's graduation pictures
A picture of the little boy, David we sponsor in Tanzania (need to get another letter put in the mail!)
A calender for the week detailing what needs to be done...yes, I know it's empty. That's pretty telling in itself :P
Spelling words and school projects with little fingerprints in paint...
A card from my mother with Texas Bluebonnets on it...
Report cards with delightful comments from the teachers and very good grades...
So next time when I stand in front of the fridge, maybe it won't be to peruse the goods inside, but the goods outside... less filling to the waist line, but much more filling to the heart <3
