Upstairs, VeggieGirl and the HuggaMutt are still asleep, due to the low light. The kitchen is bright and cheery because the VG repainted all the surfaces and repaired cat-scratched wall paper yesterday. So I will let her sleep. I'll need her energy to get me through the upcoming wedding of Mama- and PapaDog.
Update: VeggieGirl has an interview with Cingular. She loves Cingular and her phone. Guess young girls do. She really needs steady work, so I hope she interviews well. Don't much care about Cingular, myself, though.
Just three months and few thousand dollars later, we will have a welcome addition to the Little Pond. He's already here and already welcome, but it will be official. Funny to remember him riding flat on his back on a skateboard past the house, several years ago. Didn't realize then that he was looking to impress MammaDog (years before she was MammaDog...); he certainly impressed me. He saluted, as much as he could without upsetting the precarious balance of his stunt. I saluted back: our first interaction!
Soon he will be my ever-loving son in law. 'Bout time, too.
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Little Pond
5 comments:
I'm delighted that your first exchange with future son-in-law was so serendipidous! Youth bring that way of being into our routine-weary world. Congratulations....
P.S. When my kids were little, I'd clean my house in the dark - first. Then, in the morning when it was time to really clean, it never looked as bad as I knew it did.
I'll take your gloomy rainy day and trade you my 113° heat with full sunshine and bright blue sky.
Yikes! But, but, but...
We just had a touch of sun and it was like swimming on the sidewalks...
Nope, Kid, you've definitely got us beat for uncomfortable!
Hey, Pat, hi! We've been warned we're facing drought--weather's been in the high 90's and humid, should reach the 100's this weekend. Last night it finally rained; not much, but the sky was ominous during the buildup, gusty winds and lightning. Flash flood warnings around the state. But the day was beautiful, albeit hot. Thankfully we were spared those days when we need the lights on.
As for the dirt, I try to become oblivious to it, whether I can see it or not, until I have time to get to work on it. (heh heh)
Isn't it a thrill watching other people's kids as they grow up? Goes to show ya, you never know--someday they could become part of the family!
We struck it rich with this one. There were other before that were, well, not so much...
PapaDog was, let us say, "dogging" our daughter, even when she was obviously "taken."
Persistence obviously won the day. But we tried to be nice to all of them. Even the one who came pounding on the door at 4AM, all wild eyed and drunk! But that's another story, fortunately a closed chapter.
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