SAME SONG, SECOND VERSE

As I sit among the boxes in my sewing room, I'm trying to imagine how I'm going to stow all of their precious contents into the nooks and crannies of the sewing room. Shifting a household around to accommodate for the nine additional people who will be living here for at least six weeks is not a task for the faint-hearted. It's been great to clean out closets and shelves, to plan bedrooms, meals, entertainment, and to baby-proof the house once again!!

Dad enlisted Tom's help with sheetrocking the laundry room. It's now fully sheetrocked and waiting for white paint, shelving, and a countertop. Tom's height has been a real plus in getting everything in place.

I have been decorating. This is a portion of the new middle deck. You're looking out the living room window. Literally minutes after I took this picture, a strong wind came up and blew down the huge philodendron on its wrought iron pedastel, but.....As they say, same song, second verse.

I'm bursting my buttons over everyone's accomplishments lately!! Mark seems to be a world traveler for his company lately: Shanghai, London, Turkey, and Jennifer, Debbie, and Kevin are lending their support and expertise to the local stable and charitable events. Darla is a new position with the corporation she's working for...so new that they're having to create a name for the position. Susan, with support from family and friends, has taught us all the importance of "dancing in the rain" in the way she's handled her cancer treatments and just wrote the first 30 pages of her first novel. Steve has been instrumental in some spectacular rescues of late, including one of a tire that tumbled out of a truck and down the hill!! Marie is counting the days...20? 21? until she can get some retail therapy by hitting the Target store in the US!! Tom pulled a 3.7 gpa last quarter, worked part-time, and took apart and put back together his bike so many times I've lost track!! Dad is a driven man. When he isn't out working on this project or the other, he's thinking of ways to get things done! Me? I'm now first counselor in the RS, so I have to start behaving myself--going to meetings, etc.!! We're doing well, aren't we? But, no time to sit back on our laurels...we need to forget ourselves and serve those whom we love. Love to you all. Mom

SPRING PROJECTS--What can I say?

The sun was out, but the wind was chill.

You know how it is with an April day.

When the sun is out, and the wind is still.

You're one month on in the middle of May.

But, if you so much as dare to speak,

A cloud comes over the sunlit arch,

A wind comes off a frozen peak,

And you're two months back in the middle of March.

Robert Frost said it well in his classic poem, "Two Tramps in Mudtime." Today we're in the middle of May...Tomorrow...who knows? It's spring and as usual, we're in project mode.
Dad's newest project is siding, siding, siding.

No, these are not biker's vests as Dad teases...they're cowboy vests for Kahlil and Wyatt.




Kobe's quilt--#9 of the Grandkid Quilt Caper is begun.
These little fellows are black-headed grosbeaks who are singing their hearts out.
My first tulip all bloomed out

The siding...can you see why I may have been biting my lips a little until he built the "middle deck." The empty planters still need to be filled. Here's to Project Mode and Spring and love and wonder and a world that is "mud luscious and puddle wonderful" right now. Love to you all, Mom