It's perfectly okay..

...that we went on a field trip to the recycling center last week.

And, in the midst of the lecture lesson, while the kids were learning the difference between office paper and mixed paper (something I still don't know), I snapped this picture.

It's a chicken made out of recycled metals.

It's okay that the first thought I had was "Knock, knock, motherf*cker".****

It's okay that THAT is how I know I'm a blogger.

I wonder if they'd let me buy that from them.

We do have the miniature version on our mantel.  I think mini-Beyonce could use a big brother.

It's okay that my husband sent me an email reminding me not to complain.   Dude, it's like he reads this thing or something.

It's okay that I'm going to wear shorts to the gym until the bitter end.  Just like my beach hair.  Until it's -22* in the morning, I can pretend I live somewhere else.  I refuse to give in.  I can outlast this place.

****I feel weird swearing in the same post where I mention an activity that includes "the children".  Trust me, there was no asterisk in my head when I said it.

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Have you signed up for The Great Pumpkin Swap yet?  We'd love to have you!  

(And by "have you", I mean we'd enjoy it if you'd take part in this swap of fall stuff.  Do you not LIKE getting free stuff in the mail?)

Linking up to It's Okay Thursday with Neely and Amber.