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Our planned vacation at the lake house didn’t work out last weekend, and it’s re-scheduled for the last weekend of April. But I need a vacation N-O-W! Away from housework, away from blogging (you’d think by looking at this blog that I haven’t any right to say that, but my other blog has been VERY busy lately!), away from cooking, and most of all – away from cold weather!
Although Spring sprang (sprung?) two weeks ago, it’s also seen fit to disappear. Yesterday’s high was 44. I’m ready for at least 25 degrees warmer than that. I swear, my body is craving the warmth of sunshine these days.
Jeff and Mr. B spent all day Saturday doing “man stuff” – going to the hardware store (geesh, you think my trips to the fabric stores and flea markets take a long time? They were gone TWO HOURS and the store is just 5 minutes away!), and then doing maintenance work on the weed wacker and lawnmower to prepare them for the upcoming months. Mr. B always wears his “mowing hat” when he’s out on the riding lawnmower with Umpa – but the child has grown so much his special hat no longer fits! So, we found a new “special” hat for him – and boy, does he look like a little boy now and no longer a baby.
Awwww…what a cutie! And yes – ANOTHER male with eyelashes females would kill for!
Mr. B brought his dog, Jack, over for a visit. Jack was banned from our house two years ago because every time he walked in, he peed on something – usually my couch. Nooo, thank you. So unknown to me, my daughter brought Jack with her on Saturday to drop Mr. B off. And what did Jack do? Peed on the floor length curtains in the family room that I had JUST washed. It will be at least another two years before Jack comes back to my house. Mr. B thought it was SO funny!
This week is Jeff’s “Hell Week” at work – he will work at least 16 hours a day for the next seven to ten days. He has to do this five times a year – it’s an accountant thang. For me? It’s a mini-vacation. The best kind of vacation, in fact. I don’t have to cook, no one is in the house to mess it up, and a nice warm body climbs in bed with me for at least a few hours every night. Life is good.
Today I’ve decided to give myself a “stay-cation” and am headed up to my quilt room to do some sewing. I swear. It’s too cold to work outside today and I cleaned house over the weekend, so it’s still clean – and no dinner to fix. I am grabbing my Mp3 player and a quick pattern for a table runner and off I go. I swear. In fact, I’m going to challenge myself to finish this today and show you photos tomorrow.
I love my horoscope for today: A relaxing weekend quickly fades into the distant past on this busy day. It may be challenging to keep up with all that's going on now, but you'll just have to grit your teeth and do what you must. Although you may resist at first, you could actually be inspired once you find a creative voice that's in touch with your hopes and dreams.
Amen to that.
lly Lamb's new book The Hour I First Believed
is about the effects major life events have not only to ourselves, but to family members that follow us, the book makes much more sense. This book may have to move into my Top 10 Books of All Time list.
I also read T.C. Boyle's new book The Women: A NovelOn what might become one of the most significant days in her husband's presidency, Alice Blackwell considers the strange and unlikely path that has led her to the White House and the repercussions of a life lived, as she puts it, "almost in opposition to itself."That's all for today -- did I make up for lost time?A kind, bookish only child born in the 1940s, Alice learned the virtues of politeness early on from her stolid parents and small Wisconsin hometown. But a tragic accident when she was 17 shattered her identity and made her understand the fragility of life and the tenuousness of luck.
So more than a decade later, when she met boisterous, charismatic Charlie Blackwell, she hardly gave him a second look: She was serious and thoughtful, and he would rather crack a joke than offer a real insight; he was the wealthy son of a bastion family of the Republican Party, and she was a school librarian and registered Democrat. Comfortable in her quiet and unassuming life, she felt inured to his charms. And then, much to her surprise, Alice fell for Charlie.
As Alice learns to make her way amid the clannish energy and smug confidence of the Blackwell family, navigating the strange rituals of their country club and summer estate, she remains uneasy with her newfound good fortune. And when Charlie eventually becomes president, Alice is thrust into a position she did not seek, one of power and influence, privilege and responsibility.
As Charlie's tumultuous and controversial second term in the White House wears on, Alice must face contradictions years in the making: How can she both love and fundamentally disagree with her husband? How complicit has she been in the trajectory of her own life? What should she do when her private beliefs run against her public persona? AND HERE'S SOMETHING TO LAUGH ABOUT/WITH