This fine Tuesday morning was started for me by the barking of Duke. He's been better about barking during the night, but he can't wait much in the morning to get outside. So up I got. I wanted to crawl back into the warm bed, since the high school girls are on school break, and no one else was up, but I decided to just start the day so I wouldn't have to go through the slight agony of getting out of bed a second time.
After a shower and a wimpy work-out (One has to start somewhere!), I fed the puppies and did some laundry, washed dishes and wiped down counters, swept floors and cleaned out my purse....my purse was interesting in itself, because what did I find in there???! Guess. Just guess. No, not a winning lottery ticket, but...the receipt for the refrigerator! I went through SO much trouble getting that thing fixed because I didn't have that stupid receipt, and there it was, right where it was supposed to be, in my purse, in the special pocket for things I might need someday.
Anyway. After two hours of puttering, here I am in my comfy chair. Kids are awake now, and I am having coffee.
But I am not staying long in this comfy chair. No sir, I am going to the Department of Motor Vehicles, with Mirielle. I offered to go with her because I don't see much of her these days. And, tomorrow is her birthday. Mirielle Joy (her actual name is Mariel, shh, don't tell her I wrote this, she told me years ago I could mention her on my blog but only if I changed her name, ha.) Anyway. She's my fourth child, and she's a sunshine but don't mess with her. She knows what she's about, and she has a huge soft heart, but she's tough, and hard working. No excuses.
Anyway. We went shopping yesterday after our rental van return (that van was a beauty, a 2017, all the bells and whistles, and I found myself a little unimpressed with our 2008 model on the way home...) At the grocery store, I found myself looking forward to making meals again. We decided on a few whole chickens, which I roasted yesterday afternoon. I made a pan of stuffing, and some cute little baked potatoes, and mixed veggies. There is enough chicken left for some chicken and gravy tonight, or perhaps a chicken noodle soup. After, we went to Target and I tried to get Suzanne to pick something out for her birthday, which is on Thursday, but she said she doesn't want anything. Go figure. She's turning 16 though, so I will take her to get her driving permit. (My 12th driver!)
Yes, back home again, where the floors don't stay clean and the laundry never ends. And you know what? As nice as it is to go on vacation, I kind of like it.
And here's what happens when you look out your window sometimes...you notice your puppy sitting in your van. We think she sneaked in there when we were unloading the groceries.