The latest dilemma at mi casa is my mother's day gift.... the boys gave me one of those bird houses that the back panel is Plexiglas with suction cups, so you can stick it to a window & watch the aviary species...
Our problem is that a different species decided to take up residence... a pest of sorts... a mama yellow jacket is building a nest in our bird habitat as we speak.... it is interesting, watching her build away, the nest increasing in size each day, but we don't want to co-habitate with her young-uns... so the hubs is bringing home wasp spray.... conveniently sold in the mill store (where the bird houses are conveniently sold too)...
We've had three days to settle in since the conclusion of our sojourn.... dozens of loads of laundry have been washed, folded and stored (the life of a not-so-desperate housewife is one of glamorous tasks)... all the rubber maid totes (one for shoes, another for coats, snacks, games...) have been unpacked & stowed away...
The two pups survived their time behind bars... aka-the kennel.... I've never seen a tail wag-wag-wag as fast as theirs on the drive home.....
The two stray cats that adopted us over the past two years are still in the garage & hunting voles and mice to rid our woods of pests... and rubbing my ankles as I drink my morning coffee on the deck... I've always been a cat lover, ask my Mom about Morris the 1st... & 2nd....
I had the pleasure of spending this morning surrounded my grateful female believers.... enjoying the leadership of a friend and discussing Beth Moore and her take on "He Is" in the book of Hebrews....
My fellers as I have taken to calling them(after Grandpa Mike) are glad to be sleeping in their own beds... tonight they are having a sleep over... our youngest is in his brother's room on the bottom bunk, a treat usually reserved for weekends, but what the heck, it's summer right... the youngest will wake the oldest at the crack of dawn...
They have been Lego-ing up a storm as we had another literal thunder storm today... yesterday they were using sticks they whittled from the woods as swords... boys playing make believe... the oldest thought they were knights... they youngest wanted to be a samurai..... the imagination of children....
The hubs is still hauling his toosh to work Monday through Friday... bringing home the bacon, literally...so I may live the glamorous life that I am fortunate to live... he is currently like a boy in a candy shop selecting all the fun features of my soon to be, shopping cart.... see May's update if you are confused by the cart reference...
We are celebrating 13 years of wedded bliss this weekend... making an appearance at a hospital benefit & then heading to our favorite Lafayette steak house for beef 'that is to die for'... hard to come by in this neck of the woods....
I hope 13 is a lucky number... the years have passed quickly, with our own share of excitement... I heard an author say today that if our life always went the way we planned, it would make a pretty boring novel, laid down after only a few pages.... you all seem to think it's at least marginally un-boring....
My kindergarten pedi-cure wore off while hiking the Rocky Mountains in awesome Keen sandals... I don't think my 6 year-old will be doing the next pedicure...
I am officially an 'out-doors-woman', I bought myself my first pocket knife ... the fellers all have them, so I thought, "Why not me?" ... bought it at Mt. Rushmore Memorial, wooden handle with the heads of the presidents carved into it ... came in handy opening potting soil this afternoon, just pray I don't slice a digit... I need them to count, you know...
I am working on a new flowerbed... a work that has been in progress since pre-vacation, but I made some head wave today... I am using the lilac tree, yes tree not bush, given to us when my husband's 101.5 year-old granny went to be with the Lord, as my focal point.... dividing overgrown uniquely variegated hostas and lilies I inherited from Aunt Flo & her girls.
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I always said, "I was smart enough to do 6th grade math"... In reality, I made a darn good math teacher, I could explain it in layman's terms... using silly verbiage that helped trigger their memory, better than a brain-iac mathematician... no offense, they have their own skills and gifts, and have several who are near and dear to my heart, even thought I'm sure I drive them nuts...
... and I thank the Lord each day for this life he has bestowed on me... the life of a not-so-desperate-housewife....
P.S. (post script) ... a sort of desperate update, opps ... I was re-calculating our anniversary as I lay in bed trying to drift off to dream land ... this is our 12th .... a dozen years as husband and wife... one third of my three dozen years on this Earth..... even though it's passed in a blink....
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