Ah, Man. It’s an Update.

Chel Owens

If you’re a better blog friend than I, you knew this was coming. I have not been around much. I haven’t had time for anything except a paltry effort at feeding the children and ensuring they’ve showered semi-regularly.

So, all official-like, I am taking my annual summer sabbatical from The Blog.

Welllllllll, soon.

I’ll write now and then, visit everybody, wrap up the current A Mused Poetry Contest; then take off around June 27th. I’ll not disappear entirely because I am writing a monthly poetry post over at Carrot Ranch called Anyone Can Poem.

(By the way, you should check it out!)

In other announcements:

  1. We found out we’re having Boy #6.
  2. We’re moving house.
  3. We’ve cured cancer.

Now, you get to decide which two are the truths and which is the lie….

Wouldn’t it be neat if this was how my summer went?
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©2021 Chelsea Owens

79 thoughts on “Ah, Man. It’s an Update.”

  6. Congratulations Chel. Five more to go, and you can have a full soccer team, unless you need subs. Moving house as well, you are a very busy lady. I’ll have to check out your new post on Carrot Ranch. Enjoy the sabbatical- you’ve earned it! 🙂

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      1. Thank you!
        A talented poet named Chel,
        Had kids, like peas popping their shell,
        She dipped them in love
        From the heavens above
        And wrote each one a little rondel.
        🙂

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  17. One of my friends has 6 boys she got her girl when she had grandchildren…and to make it, even more, complicated all their names start with T…Enjoy your break and yes having someone to pack your stuff is the best idea 🙂 x

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    1. Not holding my breath on that girl; I’ve dreaded having one since learning about what girls go through at puberty….

      My boys have unique names. It’s confusing enough having five (now six!).

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  26. All the best to you on your new addition and moving!! Someone in your family may get that education to cure cancer!! So that’s hopeful too.

    Blog when you can, and just enjoy the summer. I had a mini vacation while hubby had to work in Wisconsin. I got to visit La Crosse. Interesting to see the Mississippi at the edge of town.

    I only had two boys, OK three if you count hubby. When the grand-daughter came around it was like; what do I do? I managed though. And I’m sure you’ll continue to be a great Mom. And anytime you need an encouraging word… just remember there are folks in the blog-o-sphere that care. 💗

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    1. ❤❤ Thank you, Jules. I love you and my blogging friends. I feel guilty that I don’t have extra time when the kids are around but hope to gain that back with school starting again in the fall.

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  28. Hey, I know things must be crazy busy but perhaps I can understand your discomfort-ure, if only on some low level. So I’ll share the words I smilingly sent to my daughter on hearing her news.

    Sometimes all it takes is that romantic getaway
    And you wake up one fine calendar day
    To find you two are in the family way.

    ‘Twill soon be when you find your mind turns
    From mundane trivia to more childish concerns-
    Oh, how swiftly the lessons the mum-to-be learns.

    Like, how swift you go from peeing on a stick
    To spending a lovely morning being (w)retchedly sick,
    And, increasingly, if you need to pee you’d best be quick.

    But since this writer is just your Dad
    It’s a parental concern this father’s never had-
    Call me a misogynist but- gee whizz- I’m rather glad.

    I sympathise with you, my dear daughter
    But skips to the loo become longer, not shorter,
    Could be another UTI, or something in the water?

    At first how miraculous this conception did seem
    Then comes the realisation that joining the Kids Team
    Results in finding blissful relief gets shut down midstream.

    So, does the scan show a mister or a miss?
    Many may well say there’s little matter to this,
    But gender matters in the matter of taking the piss.

    To bear a precious little miss,’twould be a blessing,
    Or a boy, kicking at your kidney, constantly compressing?
    I’m sure I’d be pissed off too, but as a dude, I’d be guessing.

    All the best, enjoy the away from blog time, put your feet up and rest up.
    (I’ll post this later, at a more comfortable date, but not quite yet. Grampaw’s gonna take some getting used to!?)

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