Procrastinate, Procrastinate

Oh please wait,
let's procrastinate
dally just a little while
and soon you'll be back in style.


Just thought I'd throw you another real life poem in real time. Not sure where I managed to think about style, ceptin' that I got none. But yes, I am procrastinatin', it's forty-five outside, my garden clothes seem to be damp still from yesterday (that could be part of the style issue), it stops raining just long enough for me to head to the door, the mud has disturbed my gait and sleep patterns, the sheep and Chuck beller when I step outside and they have been fed!

Well shoot fire, I'm glad I got that off my rain slicker!

But I really gotta git goin' outside because I've told myself I have to do at least two edible projects out there today for every one purddy project. And I have a boat load of purddies I want to do.

And I was hoping to get in a nice walk around the place today just to see how the corners are all doing.

So now that I got all caught up with my Google Reader, some of the places I visited late last night, yes I relapsed, so I didn't get as chatty as I usually do, some are most likely thankful for that then.

Well I have my prayer list in my pocket along with a good prayer for when the brain gets stuck, you Dear Reader have a great dry day chatting with God, and perhaps I will get another post off later this evening.