And . . . for those of you who have made it all the way through my weird update . . . this is my 1700th post!
lt’s fall garden time. Mike is building me a fence that is Cally-proof (as she ate most of the summer garden). It should be done tomorrow.. I painted the first two panels last weekend. I painted the next two panels tonight while enjoying the end of the audio version of Salem’s Lot. (This was extra fun as it’s actually cool here – well, below 80) Once I figure out what to plant, it had all better grow really well to match up to the fancy fences!!!!!
Is anyone else on Pottermore? Dan’s girlfriend got me a spot for the Beta testing. It’s a total hoot. I was sorted into Ravenclaw (me and Luna, doncha know?) tonight. It’s fun, but hugely time-sucking. I might put Andy to work this week.
(Like I didn’t know that after 21 years, but sometimes he outdoes himself!)
Wow – to think when I started this blog, Dan was a whopping 12 and I was about 25 (grin)!!!!! He’ll be 19 next weekend. It’s so weird to feel surprised that our lives (mine and Mike’s) are going to change a lot now too. Don’t even get me started on Ian and Tim graduating high school this spring. I don’t think they are going to actually dig a basement to live in. I think they might be thinking of leaving too. Yikes. Everyone pray, cross your fingers, whatever for Andy. I will have way too much time and energy to focus on him in the coming years.
The car is packed. Dan is so excited. I’m feeling excitement for Dan alternating with feeling weepy for me. My first baby – my test case – is leaving. Sure, he’ll come home, but it’s never going to be the same. We’re planning to leave here around 4:30 or 5:00 am. Yes, I am going to bed. I’ll be back tomorrow night. Wish me luck in not making a scene in front of Dan’s new roommates. How is this possible? Aside from that crick in my neck, I don’t feel any older than I did when Dan was born. And now he’s leaving … I figure if I can contain myself while I get him unpacked (and make his bed for the first and last time), I can be weepy for the whole drive home, right? By the time I get back here (4-5 hours), I should have it all out of my system.
I KNEW he was leaving. Something about him leaving two days early is fuh-reaking me out. He’s really going to go off and live his own life. I know this is what we’ve been working for, but it’s kind of a punch in the face. It seems like just a few weeks ago that I was calling my mom all freaked out because Danny was taking books to park days and opening and propping open some of the other books and “reading” the books to the characters in the other books that were propped open. Go figure. No one beat him up. And, now he’s all living in an apartment and taking classes and having a job and just WHERE does mom fit in?????? (Everyone say I prayer that I don’t turn into the mom on Everybody Loves Raymond)
Less government is a good thing if you ask me. Given the house in the picture, if you lived in this neighborhood, would you object to what this woman is doing? Are you opposed to a front yard garden? If you are opposed, odds are you took care to buy a house where there is a homeowner’s association. That way the rules are clear and everyone knows what they can and cannot do. And everyone living there has agreed to those rules. This, however, seems more like my own neighborhood. There’s always the thrill of waking up each morning to see if your neighbor has painted their house pepto-pink. I have to admit, I prefer this. I don’t think the lady’s garden looks bad, no worse than many unkempt lawns, and it has an actual purpose. What do you all think? I’m sore tempted to plow the front yard . . . muhahahaha
I’m a slacker – this week has been insane. I love that the older boys are working, but sharing one car between the four of us? Not loving it. Last night we actually made a flow chart to figure out who had to be where and who should drive… it made sense last night, but, like life, it didn’t work out. Fortunately, the kids are reasonably patient and have learned to travel with a book at all times. Everyone is home and accounted for now. Tomorrow is equally insane – cross your fingers!!! I like to think we learned from today.
And, now back to my list for sending Danny to college. I’m calling this list “Just Living.” I appreciated all of the suggestions on the last list, so PLEASE keep them coming.
Paper Plates (and no, I”m not trying to destroy the planet, just keeping it real)
Laundry basket/hamper thingie
Dishwasher detergent (since all the cool college kids have dishwashers these days)
Dish washing soap
Basic pots and pans
Candles (for power outages and/or romance – mostly power outages – I plan on ugly candles)
Flashlight (see above)
Duct tape – because, well, it’s duct tape
(Okay – I’m going to make school/office supplies a separate post)
A broom/dust pan and mop (depending on where he moves in)’
Scrubbing Bubbles for the bathroom
Good lord, this is getting expensive! I’m tired and I think I’m forgetting a lot of stuff. I had forgotten what it’s like to start with nothing. Yikes! More lists to come.