…why I’d spend such little money on underpants, take a look at this sweet thing.Ã‚Â
Yes, because the only thing keeping me from enjoying wine, cheese and an afternoon nap on my queen size garden bed is the cost of really nice undergarments.Ã‚Â Ã‚Â Ã‚Â
Picture it.Ã‚Â Mosquito netting over head, cool breezeÃ‚Â coaxing its wayÃ‚Â through suffocating humidity just so much that I need the blankie over my legs.Ã‚Â I pen some of my novel before sipping wine and fading into a deep, perfect nap.Ã‚Â Made so because it’s the middle of the summer and I should actually be watching my children.Ã‚Â But who watches their kids these days, right?Ã‚Â The days of the hovering parents intent on giving their kids everything they didn’t have themselves is so passe’.Ã‚Â Why else would Sam’s Club offer such a thing as a garden bed?Ã‚Â I mean who else would make use of a garden bed but a stay at home mom?Ã‚Â I get it, relax, booze it up, have some fun, shake off the stress.
Lucky for me,Ã‚Â my children are angels.Ã‚Â Ã‚Â As the wind leaps over my body, teasing me awake before letting me fall backÃ‚Â asleep, theÃ‚Â kidsÃ‚Â frolic in the yard, just beyond the fountains slightly behind the garden bed, humming as they direct theirÃ‚Â own play, lightness and sunshine stalking them.Ã‚Â
When I awake they scamper onto the garden bed, eyes bright, they show me the jet powered skateboard they fashioned while I was “away.”
Boy, I can’t wait for summer.Ã‚Â