I took garden photos yesterday but can't post them from my phone so that will be another post.
The busyness of the weekend started on Thursday night.
( Read more... )I called my parents midday to find out when my brother was arriving to help with the deck (not mine although it could use some help). I was told "Oh! He's here and they already have the deck ripped off. What time will you be here for dinner?" Ok, I don't mind a dinner invite but I
This was the first I'd heard. I mentally flipped through my to do list and told them I'd be there by 6. I also received a text from Jay telling me he would be leaving San Diego in the morning and should be at my place by the weekend.
When I arrived, the boys had made a run to the hardware store. Well, dinner was going to be late for sure! At 6:45 I called dad to find out how long they'd be and remind him that, since he'd been having low blood sugar problems all day, he really shouldn't be late for a meal. In the process of the conversation I realized that they were on their third hardware store. It was going to be a while yet! While we waited, Mom and I deadheaded the flowers and weeded. Since I'd word white to work, I deadheaded and Mom weeded.
After dinner we sat down to visit and to discuss our upcoming trip to Yellowstone. I received a phone call mid discussion asking me to dinner Friday night, which I accepted after consulting the family about their expectations. At 10:00, I suggested that I should be getting home but there was still stuff to consider. I tried again at 11:00. Finally, at 11:30, I stood up and said, "I'm doing home! 5:00 is going to come way too early." And it definitely did!
Friday night, because it was also payday, I made a quick run to the store for some things I had run out of before going to dinner.
It was a wonderful dinner and visit. I got to hear about a friend's time in Taiwan. While we visited, Jay called to tell me he'd be here in the morning and would call when he was close. Later, a glance out the window told me, much to my surprise, that it was after 9:00. I came home and did some quick clean up while I ran the water in the garden. I've been sewing whenever I can for the last three weeks and have neglected the house cleaning. Mostly I just picked up the scraps of fabric and tidied the piles of fabric and patterns that were sitting on the kitchen table.
At 5:57 on Saturday morning, Jay called to let me know he was about 30 minutes away. I got up and was awake enough to flag him down when he drove right past the house. He needed a nap and a shower so while he did that I worked in the yard and garden. When he woke up, we went to lunch and then got him on his way.
After he left I cleaned up the beets I'd thinned out of the garden bed and processed the broccoli and cauliflower, which were, unfortunately, decidedly not pest free. Then I ran out to do my shopping. Last Sunday, some one pointed out to me that the low temperature in the nation was in West Yellowstone at a chilly 23 degrees F. I'd been thinking it would be hot for our trip and bought mostly capris and shorts. I realized I might need a few pairs of jeans. I only had one pair. So finding jeans was my shopping goal. I was only marginally successful. I found one pair that fit well and were comfortable. I found another pair that fit well but were shorter than I'd prefer. The third pair fits ok but will probably never be very comfortable. I might have bought another pair of the good jeans but that was the only pair in the store and at $75 a pair I could hardly afford to order more. I had a coupon which made the one pair I did get a little more affordable. Why is clothing soooooo expensive? I might have answered that in my trip to Joanne Fabrics where I picked up 5 yards of linen for a modern dress- it was half off but normally $14.99/yard. Fabric is expensive, patterns are too.
I stopped at Mom and Dad's on my way home to get Mom's opinion on the fabric and to see the progress on the porch. Not much got done because the sunlight and reflective light made that particular space read 115 degrees F that afternoon. Too hot! I didn't even try to mow my lawn when I got home because of the heat. My brother never did make it to my house to look at the rotting garage wall. He thinks we will reschedule for Tuesday night before they start their evening construction time.
Today, as every Sunday, was dedicated to meeting and family time. However, I started the day in the hot tub because I was feeling creaky. I just got home and it is still too hot outside. I'm glad the heat pump is keeping the house a cool 69 degrees F.
I'm not looking forward to work but at least it is a short week and then AnTir/West war. I'm afraid it's going to be awfully hot there too.