Earlier this week, Gary had told me that he was having a group of scouts over Saturday morning (today) and they would be doing a planning meeting out in the shop. We were in town last night and picked up some donuts and that was about all the prep he had in mind. Well, this morning we woke up to a temp of 19 degrees outside so he second-guessed the having-the-meeting-in-the-shop-building part. But it was only 64 degrees in the house-- that pesky wood furnace expects to be fueled all through the night! And the house wasn’t exactly picked up. And I had no idea there would be 14 boys and 8 dads coming at 9:00 until at 8:15 when I decided I better get up and dressed. So then I fast-forwarded into panic mode and did all kinds of clutter pick-up and a quick vacuuming and windexing of the fingerprinty glass. They all came and it went well and they were able to do some things outside after all although one boy showed up in shorts and I am not kidding. We had a fire and baked cakes in the Dutch ovens and enjoyed hot cocoa and summer sausage and cheese and crackers and chips for a little lunch. We ended up taking a walk through our woods and that was wonderful. One boy fell into the creek (not Grant!) so that made it complete. Someone always has to have the cold walk back to the house in wet clothes. But then I realized the time was 1:15 and I had to have the two littles at gymnastics by 2:00 and I was still in mud covered jeans and shoes and at the far back part of our ground. But with some hustle I got the kids there in time and even after an hour of gymnastics came home to find out some of the guys were still here hanging out and having a good time. Today was another one of those days that I am glad we bought this farm.
I have lost a coat. A winter coat. Granted, I bought it at Goodwill last month, but what am I--three years old? How does an adult lose a coat? I wore it on Thursday, I think, and that’s the last I remember of it. I had the kids at the dentist so maybe I left it there but I don’t think so. Guess I will call on Monday.
I had a whoppin wave of baby-want hit me tonight. We were watching Elf and Buddy as a baby at the beginning in just his diaper and socks and that smooth, bare baby skin of his belly and back and imagining the baby-smelling scalp just made tears come to my eyes and flow and yeah, it’s a good thing we bought into the double protection plan iykwim, or we might have been adding on another bedroom come September.
I feel like half of the lamest parents on Earth. The kids have been talking Christmas decorations since right after Thanksgiving and here it is less than three weeks to Christmas and we have nothing out and no tree or lights or anything. Well, nothing besides the two ornaments Caroline made last night so we’d have something Christmasy around here. The kids point out, “But other houses have stuff up.”
We tried to get a tree tonight but apparently the Rte. 66 tree farm closes at 5 and the Lions’ Club is already sold out and Home Depot has really slim, ugly pickins. We will try someplace else tomorrow, kids, I promise.
So after the tree-search fiasco, we picked up Domino’s and came home. I suggested we could all watch Elf and Gary seemed so perplexed and questioned why I would want to watch Elf. And I had to question this 30 year thing we’ve had going on. How could he all of a sudden not know me? How could someone NOT want to watch Elf? I don’t know but it was weird that he didn’t remember that I like corny, funny movies.
I have been thinking about two names today and they just crack me up and I don’t really know why, from the show The Middle: Justin Standing Bear and Rev. TimTom. It makes me chuckle out loud thinking of these names and I don’t even know why but I love it.
Well, tomorrow the architect comes over again and I am feeling good about our recent steps toward getting this addition going and some new ideas we are exploring. And our architect is Billy Bob Thorton and I am not kidding. He looks like him and sounds like him and I can’t wait for Gary to meet him tomorrow to validate this that I have been thinking since I first met him in what, October? I will say the adding-on process is already stressful before ever breaking ground or actually tearing up our home. This could be a bumpy ride, but I think will be so worth it when we are able to comfortably, key word comfortably, invite in a group like we did this morning. And have anyone who wants to come visit and stay over a few days come hang out with us. Family, that means you!
Well, that’s all about today for today. Time to say good night!
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