The days leading up to The Girl's arrival seemed to crawl by. Teddy was enjoying life but I knew he would be so much happier when she came to get him! Its been a long two months and even though he is a good house guest, I was ready to be done with temporary dog ownership.
I even gave him a bath so he would smell pretty for his mama!
Talking to my mother on the phone last week, I felt alarmed to hear something in her voice - a trembling or frailty. It made me panic a little. When was the last time I saw her? I decided to take Friday off and run up there and check on her.
As it happens, it was also her birthday. She had a list of things for us (me) to do. I fed her lunch and took her to the bank and grocery store. We cleaned out the hen house and moved some berry vines.
On Saturday we had a pick-up to attend! First we had to go check on Highlands and make sure the window to the pumphouse was closed as Burnet was expecting a hard freeze. We ate a small turkey sammie/no chips from Schlotzsky's, then we swung by STW for the Priceps Pacis release. And finally, we jetted off to Westcave Cellars!
Kentucky Divide was playing, a firepit was going, and we enjoyed some small bites along with a great tannat. I could have sat out there under the oaks for hours.
We ended up at home around 6 and made Uuni pizzas for everyone, then enjoyed the firepit and some downtime with The Girl. I couldn't get anyone to stay up past ten at the firepit with me, so I was the last to go to bed.
The next day, we helped Firstborn get some more things moved, then ate at a favorite seafood place for lunch. When we got home I spent an hour or so dusting in here and cleaning the carpets and what you see above is how I left it. I'm not sure how will we use this space. We ate some crockpot turkey veggie soup, played some cards, and called it a day. Hopefully this weekend coming up will not be as busy.
Gina
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I’m glad that you got to spend good time with your mother, and be with your family. We really have to take advantage of that. When I talked to my dad on Sunday night, February 10, I never dreamed that that would be the last time I would ever talk to him. I am still reeling from that. Every day is precious, and we need to treat them as such.
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