As usual, I was in a hurry.

I pulled up to get gas a few weeks ago, and scurried out of my car. Fumbling with the credit card machine on the pump, finally, on the second go around, it gave me the go ahead to start pumping.

I hate getting gas.

It’s a thorn in my side.

This particular day, I was already running late.

I have a plant that just won’t die.

No matter how much I neglect it, forget to water it, it will LIVE.

A friend gave me this plant for my birthday a few years ago.

Giggling when she handed it to me, I said, ‘You realize that this will die in 3 days at my house. Plants do not survive around me.”

My sweet friend replied, “Jill, just water it every once in a while and it will live. I promise.”

Skeptically, I took the plant and I am being dead serious here, almost threw it in my big green outside garbage can when I arrived back home.

Wow. I did not realize that it has been almost a month since my last post. Eek.

The days sure fly by, don’t they? Kids are growing. Activities swirling. Life is moving right along.

Sound familiar?

My goal has been to try to stop and smell the roses each day. It is hard. Very hard some days.

There is always something to do it seems.