Red Sand

1-19-08

The starting of a new era.

I decided to start my blog with the most important part of my life. Mother. Mother! MOTHER!!! shouted all six of my children as i started to type. "Can we go play in the sand while you look at the computer?" My husband had recently purchased/traded a new Cat backhoe and was trying it out in the back yard by digging huge holes everywhere. When i realized the amount of red sand that would come in the house i started looking for a bomb shelter.

Last time the children played in the new holes i sent the children straight to the bathroom to change while finishing my typing. Pretty soon i noticed that the water in my drinking glass was starting to tip toward the bathroom. Does the backyard have any sand in it anymore?, or is it all in the bathroom? Then when Tia my next to youngest started to giggle i knew things were tipping. The baby swing had started to swing by itself as it slid across the floor.

It didn't get that extreme, however the washer groaned for days afterwords.

So the name of my first blog is Red Sand. I have lived it and breathed it my whole life. I remember an art teacher moving into town from back east wondering why the children were coloring the ground red instead of green. She caught on pretty quick.

Then the solution hit me like a sandstorm! Why not have my husband do the laundry for a few days? Surely he would be happy to since work is a little slow. I will let you know if this conspiracy works tomorrow on twentynine and counting.