These two have started early. They have no true concept of being outside...or what I need to do to get them there...the tent, the pillows, making sure they are in shade, and minutes after we are out they want back in again...
But...until we go out they pace, they stare, they jump in and out of my lap...sigh! Lucy wails...Roxie chirps...and I beg for mercy! If we decide to stay in this house we are screening in the other deck. If we move...we are making sure we have a screened in porch. Then all I have to do is open a door...but will their kitty brains think that a screened in porch is not really outside? As I type this they are both staring at me!
Finished this but for me it was just ok...sigh!
Reading this...kind of yummy...
An unscheduled day...what do we do? We have wanted to see The Avengers...but can't get in the mood. We should go get plants to plant...not in that mood either. I am not sure what I am in the mood for...I am mood less today. The train that derailed last night is the train that we take to get to NYC...really scary.
Reading this...it is so sweet...Oliver is dead and in some sort of heaven...he thinks he died from a hole in his heart but when another classmate appears...he learns a different story.
Peace out readers! Off to read! And contemplate...and wear something resplendent!
I am not really doing anything important today...reading, blogging, relaxing...trying to explain to Roxie Blue that her Aunt Paula had to go home...she sits on the guest room bed and looks in the guest bath...no Aunt Paula! So sad!
Is there such a thing as having too much fun? I think not...we had a yummy week end and now we are sipping some wine and pretty much incapable of any movement.
Reading this...a very legal thriller...
Looking forward to these..."The first book in a major new series from the #1 internationally bestselling author Lucinda Riley."
Back to my book! Happy Monday! Roxie spent every minute of her time this week end with my sister Paula...she even slept with her! Now Roxie is exhausted, too!
It feels so good to be with my sister for Mother's Day. We get to talk just a little bit about our mom...we get to rehash shared experiences...I remember her as a toddler...she remembers me as her "big" sister. Our mom dressed us alike for so many occasions. I remember the feel of the dresses...the tiny flowered prints...the ruffles and flounces...and always folded over white sox and shiny strapped shoes that we bought at the Buster Brown shoe store. I remember my sister Paula's soft golden curly hair. We both always had bangs cut crookedly by our mom. I remember holding her hand and walking to the store where she somehow won a massive Sugar Daddy Caramel whatever it was. I remember being allowed to take her to the park and then I lost her...only to discover that a neighbor saw her and took her home...not knowing she was with me. Paula and Patty...Patty and Paula...my mom interchanged our names all of the time. My sister and I learned to ski together on short skis in Cleveland! My mom and I would visit her when she was at Nursing College and we would go to lunch at Cleveland delis. My sister and I shared a room until she left for college and then marriage. I was neat...she was incredibly messy. I could talk her into almost anything...painting all of our bedroom furniture yellow was my brainstorm. OMG! We had matching bikes...pink ones! We both loved Nancy Drew and the Bobbsey Twins and new tablets. When I see my sister Paula...I see some of my mom and dad. When I see my sister Paula...I feel us holding on to our parents and I don't feel so alone any more. I am so glad that I got to spend this time with her.