Looking forward to.......Summer??

Yep, that's right! It finally feels like summer is starting. My vertigo is gone, and it's time to head to the lake for some fun in the sun. Brutus and the girls and I are heading to the lake to play. Don will join us now and then between work, which is kind of a bummer, but work is busy for him right now and we're just thankful that he has a job, so we aren't going to complain!

My Sweetie Doing What He Loves Most!

By now we have usually had company at least a half a dozen times, but since I was sick for so many weeks we haven't been able to have anyone come to stay. This weekend we get to see Don's brother and wife, and also our son Andrew, his girlfriend and two of their friends. It sounds like a fun 4th of July weekend is in the works.

Gorgeous OUT-law Lori

Don's Brother Ron (teasing Brutus as always!!)

There is a resort across the lake from our cabin that does a lovely fireworks display, so we all tie our pontoon boats together and watch the fireworks out on the lake. It's so much safer than shooting off fireworks of your own. Which leads me to a little tiny rant.

Fireworks (other than the baby ones) are illegal in the state that I live in, and for good reason. It's something I have always been a stickler on. 99% of the people I know think I am nothing more than a grumpy old bore, but having worked in clinics most of my life, I can tell you that the injuries are horrible. And honestly, shooting off fireworks is very often accompanied by drinking. Drinking adults seem to lose their fear or good judgment around young children, and people get hurt. It truly isn't worth it. Every year at the lake, the people across the road from us shoot off professional grade fireworks, and they land on our roof. So every year at the lake my husband has to go up on the roof and spray it down good, and make sure that there aren't any branches or twigs or pine needles to start on fire. At the very least, they should shoot them off over the water. At our annual association meeting, we always bring it up, and every year they seem to get bigger and bigger. I guess that we should maybe ask them to shoot them off, and then maybe they would grow up and stop. Ugh. OK. Point made.

Don And His Parents

So anyway, we're on to more fun stuff. Two weeks from now Don's parents are coming for a visit. They were supposed to come in June, but we had to cancel because I was sick. We're looking forward to their visit too. Hopefully the fish will be biting! Don's dad usually catches a tree. (Just kidding Dick).

Have a great, and safe weekend everyone!!

Done Being Crabby.....Whew

So after a nice long weekend alone, I am done being so crabby. I didn't get all of the work done at home that I had hoped, but that would have been a pretty big task. I did manage to get almost caught up on my ironing, which quite frankly, if it wasn't for Pink and Sara Bareilles I would never do it. They have very different musical styles, but I love love love them both!!

I also got through a HUGE paper pile. I shredded and recycled two large brown paper bags worth of "stuff" that wasn't really needed anymore. That decluttered my brain right there. When I have things laying around, and I don't really know exactly what is in the pile, it starts to get me down. I need to tackle my closet too, but I think I will save that one for a rainy or snowy day when I feel like cozying in and letting some soup cook on the stove. Something about having soup simmering all day makes me want to tackle a project like that.

The other great thing about the weekend is that I got to snuggle with my three girls. Two of the cats will tolerate Brutus, but my little Bernice will only come and snuggle when he is gone. It's kind of funny, because she knows the instant that he is out the door, whether it's to go to the lake, or just to go for a walk with Dad. She comes running and demands to be in my lap. If my laptop is sitting on my lap, she will sit right on it. I was sending messages back and forth with my heart daughter Laura from Wales last week, and Bernice had come in to the room and planted her little bottom on my computer. I didn't even realize that she was sending out messages until I looked up and saw a message from Laura saying "What???" I guess a bunch of random numbers and letters didn't make any sense to her. It was pretty funny.

So anyway, I'm a little sorry about the rant in my last post, but I am sure that all of you out there in the blogosphere understand. We kind of seem to be like one big "inexpensive" therapy session at times.

Until next time, have a good one!

Grrrr

You know what?? I actually went to this blog, my new personal feelings blog that was supposed to be about me, and deleted every single post. Why?? For fear that someone would read something and be unhappy with me. Now I'm just mad. Mad at me for being such a wimp, mad at the world for being so judgmental, and mad at the butter on the counter for not softening up fast enough for me to make my bowl of cookie dough, which I plan to sit down and eat to drown my pissy feelings in. And frankly, I might just eat the whole darn bowl. Actually, make that damn bowl, because at this very moment in time, I'm tired of being judged, and I will swear if I want to. It's my blog, and I can.

I want to be me. I want to be free to be me. So there. Damn it. From this point on I will no longer be afraid to speak my mind, or my feelings. I love people for all of their crazy DIVERSE differences my friends, and if you can't accept that, you can't have me.