Lots of Company over the fourth and Sissy and I both felt really punk on the 4th of July. We got to Lil Sis's with all of our planned goodies and Sissy looked at me and said I have to go home, and she did, which was good as she had a full weekend ahead of her. I stayed and tried to rally as I did not want to leave Lil Siss with 22 people to cater too.
I made it but just barely and then it was up to Sissy's to watch the fireworks and have an ice cream social.
Sissy had a good five-hour nap and greeted me with a vanilla milkshake as I walked in the door, and it was just what my poor stomach needed. I did not however see the fireworks as I drank the milkshake and collapsed on Sissy's couch and slept until the Husb woke me up to take me home at eleven.
The kitchen was cleaned up and I was grateful for that and went home and slept 11 hours. Felt so much better on Saturday.
Sissy had planned a huge breakfast for everyone, and I told her the night before as I was leaving, I would not be there as I was sure I had come down with something? I told her I would send the Husb as reinforcement. But I felt so good I did go up for breakfast and it was wonderful.
Sissies' middle daughters' sister-in-law is a powerhouse like us, and she was helping Sissy and told us to take it easy. Sissy made the best overnight waffles I have ever had. Then home to really relax which I did.
I marvel at the younger generation and worry about how lazy I think they are compared to my generation and then out of the blue, I get to see an individual who has my work ethic, and they are few and far between. Now I sound like my mother's generation. A sign of getting older?
I cleaned my upper freezer yesterday and got my laundry caught up. Today I must deep clean my basement and little bathroom and get my ironing done.
I must also hit the grocery store for a few things.
I am leaving for Missoula tomorrow for two days and will do some shopping and see many grade school friends for dinner tomorrow evening, I will then bring my girlfriend back to spend the week with Husb and I.
I so love having Company as long as it is not the masses that Sissy and Lil Sis enjoy. I think this comes from being childless and alone on the east coast for so many years.
My dear girlfriend is also a worker bee and she and I will be tackling the irises at the rear of the garage and a couple of other yard projects.
Our hostas are doing terrible, and I think we are going to lose them. No more box elder bugs but something is getting to them and so much money spent. (Or we did not treat them soon enough?) We are at a loss. We have been told to let them die off and see if they won't come back strong next year. So that is what we are going to do, but we will still water them.
Now I must get dressed and get my chores done.
Hope everyone has a blessed week!
Hugs, Kay
Your post gave me a couple thoughts. I have one area where I plant and plant, by my mailbox, and hostas refuse to do well, but the ones by my garage planted five years ago are thriving, and the new ones by the patio are also taking off. Odd. I'm not sure if I think the next generation is lazy, or just have much different priorities with how they spend their time. My youngest does the bare minimum for housework, can't clean up after herself without prodding, but she takes on volunteer activities for organizations she cares about to the point she's dragging. My oldest would rather live in a small, as low maintenance place as possible because he just does not like any home or yard maintenance, but can put in 18 hour days without complaints not on set, or spend hours with his own creative projects. I just get annoyed when their priorities infringe on mine. My middle child is more like me, our generation, I think.
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