Some people call me ridged. They say I can't let my hair down (so to speak) and relax, and just have fun. Nope, not at all. I am supposedly too worried about having a clean house and everything on my list being checked off. I have been trying to prove some people wrong. Even though there is a slight possibility they might be right, but calling me ridged? Couldn't we find a nicer word... organized..clean...workaholic? Take your pick. Anyway I have proof that I can be flexible and spontaneous. After dinner the other night, the kids were playing with some friends in the back yard. Their mother and I couldn't resist hosing them down for several minutes and then laughing at the mud fight that ensued. It was pure joy!