Little Girls are made of Courage, Commitment, Toughness--The heck with sugar and spice!

Believe in Yourself!---  sometimes hard to do isn't it?-Gee whiz--We've made it this far---surely to goodness we can do almost everything--I believe that we were chosen to pursue hard things in life!

Yesterday, is a good example---I went  down to the freezer to figure out what on earth we were going to have for dinner, and there, staring  me in the face , were 2 enormous soup bones-- Well, they actually fell out onto the floor--Okay, I thought, I can make soup with these- They must've been from Son#1, the restaurant owner--They were huge--- In fact, I had trouble finding a pot large enough to hold these 2 bones--So, I put them on to boil---  and began to chop celery and onions and vegetables and before long the bones were displacing my beef broth-- so, I got out another very large pot, and with great difficulty lifted one bone to the other pot-- Now yu know, there are only 2 of us in this house--and now I was making 2 extremely large pots of soup--Well, it took me all morning to get tomatoes, garlic, veggies etc etc etc  in both pots--which were now filling up with all the fat from inside the bones-- It was beginning to look like a disaster--bubbling away and overflowing onto the burners--

By this time, Himself decided to help me chop---- but kept saying, "Why are yu making so much?"- and, "You didn't have to add so much beef broth"----and, "why are yu making this at peak hydro time?"-(He has this thing about higher than high, power bills)-

I was determined however to get this soup done-- but, in may mind, it wasn't looking good! ---  AND, you know what?-- We had it for supper, and it was the worst soup ever! ---

"I will never , ever, make soup again", I told Himself as he was trying to rescue one pot, by skimming off cans of fat and adding more beef broth--"Well, It's the bones" I told him---  "-They were meant for a restaurant", I said, as I looked at my stove, covered in boiled over soup. 

We ate the stuff (There -was nothing else to eat)---BUT---I believe that I will never make soup again---  NEVER!!!!---I certainly believe  now that there is no way I can control everything! 

It is "hair Day"- to-day--a day to get out of this house and chat with a few other women at the hairdressers-----Lord love a Duck!---  Yu know, I was so into that "Soup Stuff", Sadie (who is really me)-never even got that one room cleaned--

To-day is a new day-- We have sun--no snow--and both boys , as in dogs, have been out and done their business-We are a part of this day---Courage, Sacrifice, Determination, Commitment, Toughness, Heart, Guts, ----Talent, -----That's what we are made of; ----and admitting that some things in life  are better bought!