Category: Family

Notes from Last Weekend

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   Pros:

       My mom & sis visit me
     No meal planning required

Cons: 

No chest to rest my bleary-eyed, messy-haired head upon.  Oh wait, I could have rested it upon Elena’s but she’s not as broad as Gene.  Plus her little feet were too busy digging into my gut and pushing me away.  And her hand was busy stroking my ear, which is not at all romantic coming from your three year old child.

No funny drywall stories that make me laugh until I cry.  Like the time he picked up a glue tube only to discover it was full of pee, (not his) and dumped it over himself.  Those drywallers are a scary bunch.

No sighing loudly in the middle of the night and poking his arm just to wake him up.  Because I am awake.  Because one of the children is awake.  And he promised “for better or for worse”, and I take that very seriously.  So seriously that I must wake him up to experience the “for worse” with me.

We had phone calls to update each other’s lives. I don’t like ‘em.

No glancing out my window and seeing the rugged man himself chasing an errant heifer or delivering a newborn calf.

No one to take out my trash. I might break a nail, you see. (Of course I saved the bags for him, I don’t like for him to get too rusty with his abilities)

No one to tell my dreams to.  Oh wait, I did tell Sherry about the dream I had about her needing to go back to Ohio to pick up some anti-diarrhea medication.  Like we don’t sell that in PA or something. 

So it’s really great to have Gene back into my life.  Now we can get on with our busy schedules, daily fun chit-chats, and obsessive cereal eating.

Anyway, I had a great time with mom, Sherry, and Sherry’s children. (city slicker Miller kids, that don’t actually live in the city)  I don’t know if they had much fun though, because we didn’t  do much but laze around my place.   We were going to do some cool things, but all the kids got sick.  Yup that’s right.  So instead of doing cool things, we brewed pots of coffee and lazed around all weekend.  I didn’t do much work because, well, I didn’t.  I get all lazy when I’m around my mom, and then she picks up my slack and does my work for me.

Here’s the quote of the weekend
Gene’s dad walked in the house

Wynn asking Elena:” Is that your grandpa?”

Elena: “No, it’s my daddy’s grandpa”

Wynn(knowingly):  “Oh, then he’s your uncle”

 

 

Sister Stuff

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        Since my sis Sherry is not comfortable airing all her dirty laundry to the whole world, I will happily do it for her!  Don’t panic Sherry; I don’t get that many hits on here per week.   This weekend she brought her family out here to hang out with me and mine.  Nothing is quite like a sister, you don’t have explain yourself, and they just understand you and your weirdness.  I should have a sentimental picture of us cheek to cheek here, but I don’t.  This was a camera-less weekend.

 

            The boys, (er husbands) graciously took the kids for Saturday afternoon, so we could do something we rarely do together.  Shop.  At Pottery Barn we found the most adorable ceramic coffee pots.  We ooded and aaahhed. But we really didn’t need them. BUT, we discovered that neither of us had bought the other a birthday gift this year.  So we bought them for each other.  And so in my personal budget the coffee pot will go under the General Ledger as Gifts not Unnecessary & Unpractical Decorations.  Yea!

 

            Later that evening we filled two Fix n Mix bowls with warm water and soaked our feet.  We did foot soak, foot scrub, foot mask, foot cream, the whole works.  The next night we could figure out why the popcorn had a slight perfume taste.  No No No.  Oh yes, it was seasoned with Footloose and Fancy Foot Fizz with Chamomile and Lavender extracts. 

 

            So, it was a great weekend for me.  You may want to keep Gene & Freddie in your prayers, it’s not easy being married to a “Mullet Brat”.  But we dutifully remind them, that they were not forced to choose us, and deep down they must admit that they like us.   And we have given them some cute children.  Speaking of children, I could do a whole post on Freddies’ children, but I’ll save it for another time. 

                       

            Well, gotta run now.  Enjoy your week!  And give your sister a hug, there’s no other relationship like it.