My, the weekend was a busy, busy, busy one. Saturday my mom coordinated her annual street yard sales, so my sister and I lugged our excess J.U.N.K to her place to try and make a few pennies, as we do every year. Yard sale pennies are mine alone to hoard, spend or admire so, as much work as it is, I keep doing it. I can't stop! But every Friday-night-before, when I stay up until all hours of the night trying to frantically sticker everything in sight, I always question my resolve. "WHY AM I DOING THIS?!?!" When, on Saturday afternoon, I come home a few bucks richer, a van-full lighter, and a great deal tired, I am always glad I did do it. I made a whopping $72 buckeroo's on .25 cent stickers...not a single big-ticket item in the bunch. I was pleased.
Friday night, I took a 20 minute break from frantic-yardsale-stickering to enjoy the fireworks show with the children. Our community puts one on every year around this time, and our porch happens to be PRIME seating-or standing- for the show. I think there is something wonderfully fantastic about watching fireworks from your own home. And they were impressive!
There was lots of Father-Love in the best way I know how to show it...through good old fashioned baked goods. Coconut Macaroons for my dad. (His favorite.) A strawberry rhubarb pie for Matt's. (His favorite.) A strawberry rhubarb pie for Matt. (His favorite, too.) And the children made a batch of double dipped peanut butter pretzel rods for their Papa. Judah and Adele' dipped the pretzels in peanut butter. Andrew and Corynn dipped them in the chocolate and a whole-lotta fingers sprinkled bits of peanut.
I really have such wonderful men in my life. Strawberries and coconut can't truly convey the depth of gratitude I have for them, but they do a fantastic job trying!
Speaking of rhubarb. Only three of the six crowns I planted have resulted in any growth. This REALLY bothers me. I might have to make a second planting. What HAS finally come up is the asparagus. I was just beginning to lose hope on them too, and then I see their fragile, dainty little heads pointed heavenward one day. YAY! Asparagus!!
And then, just when the irises began to fizzle (my, how lovely they were!) the PEONIES popped and the roses did too! So the air is spicy and rosy these days and I can't help but bury my nose in petals every chance I get.
This is our LAST week of homeschool for the year....and I am SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ready!