Since we last met:
- Girlies, grown into Mothers, had a date. A girlie, gigglie, appetizer-included, only babies allowed date. And it was grand. So was the wee one in the middle~that day celebrating a month of life...on his due date. Oh my~I could have another one of those.
* suitcases filled, which then filled a van, along with people, pillows and BOOKS to visit old friends.
* I prayed and tensed as lightning crashed and the sky opened up. While we were in the car. Driving. And it lasted for the entire 4 hour car-trip.
* I watched a capable man lead us to safety
* We spent $60.00 on approximately 25 burgers, fries and milkshakes. Give or take. And they were REALLY good, too.
* Knitting needles joined the ranks of crochet hooks. My tension is getting better, eh Nanc?
*I didn't see my girl-child during our entire stay~but I always knew who she was with. Good friends, they are.
* Mama-roos taking their littlest ones with them in their pouches, knowing that before too long the pouches will no longer do.
*I drowned the sweat in a jacuzzi tub and was rendered useless for the rest of the night.
*I saw a brother and sister fall asleep on each other on the way home, after they had shared giggles and stories in the back seat.
* I realized only seven days remain before my baby turns six years old. I'm not ready.
* I was threatened by laundry many a time, but always the dragon was vanquished.
* I laughed at the antics of 36 chickens running about the yard (and following me around should there be anything in my hand.)
* I brought 3 laundry baskets worth of garden produce to the kitchen to work through~after only five days of being gone.
* I came to terms with my tomatoes. They died a brutal death. All 40-some beautiful plants I started from heirloom seeds. Of late-blight. And now, no tomatoes for us. Or spaghetti sauce. Or salsa. Or pizza sauce. Or tomato soup. :-(
* I saw a Dutchess, who missed us while we were gone. She appreciated a bit o' fetch after the famine.
*I saw a man and woman cling to one another, realizing that the years only get more sweet.
*I waved my husband off in the early morning light of our 7th anniversary for a week long business trip. I hugged myself but slept alone that night and every one since.
*I saw a once warm and welcoming bed become cold and cruel and avoid it until the wee morning hours. I hear the beat of a heart pining for another.
* I see a little one, ever losing her baby-ness. This week she began doing this:
and now it is very hard to keep up with her AND my work.
* Said child began also to do this:
....a very "Hail Hitler"ish sort of wave, but nevertheless, quite charming to her Mother.
* I tasted our first homegrown beet. As delicious as it was beautiful.
* husband changed his camoflauge and my face gets red and scratchy again.
* a camera snapped too many pictures of too many beautiful girls. You'll see...
*Moments fluttered by and a girl named Rebecca enjoyed them all.