just a few....

Wulf and Tennyson, ring bearers...

My five-in-a-row in five years girls...Suzanne Eleanor, Kathryn Grace, Evelyn Joy, Sonja Kathleen, Margaret Cheryl...they are so lovely, and each one brings me such joy...

Suzanne, Camille, Kathryn...Suze and Zech...Paul and I

Margaret, and Aaron adjusting Tenny's bowtie.

So lovely...most of the really nice pics are from Susan, strykingphotography

Adrian with his little Blythe

Eight of the eleven daughters:  Suze, Kathryn, Cam, Ev, Sonja, Margaret, Char, Molly Rose (Abigail had already left, and Emily and Mariel were stuck in Denver)

The three oldest granddaughters...Lydia, and Elise and Anya...

So, totally different subject:  my camper.  As you know, I love my camper dearly.  I don't wish for a newer spiffier one, nor a bigger one, no, I just plain love it.  I love what it represents, but also I love waking up in the morning and starting the coffee without rummaging through bins and trunks and all the rigamorole that comes with tent camping.  I just love the little-ness of living in a camper.  

Well.  Paul took the winter cover off of it a few weeks ago.   I finally went in there the other day with the cleaning spray, paper towels, and the vacuum cleaner.  It looks so nice, no mouse poop at all!  We unlatched the ends and opened up the beds so I could vacuum, and oh no! 

Up where the canvas bed end roof meets the camper, the plastic track is cracked and broken.  To replace the entire thing, one would have to remove the whole bed end and put a new one in.  I called a local Jayco dealer, he said to email him pictures and the VIN # of the camper...and he would see if he could find us that strip.  Um, can we fix it?   When he gets back to me, I will ask how much for them to do it for us...it makes me feel a little sick.  The camper is a 2013, so of course it's not under warranty, but when I googled the issue, sure enough, so many people had the same problem.  

Our first camping trip is right before my surgery, the first weekend of June.  Worse case scenario:  it's not fixed and we don't open that end up at all.  I think it's just Paul and I and Sunny going that weekend anyway.  The front bed is still okay, although Paul said the piece is cracking too...maybe he can Gorilla glue it before it happens, I don't know.  

It makes me a little sad though.  It's not an easy fix, from the looks of it.  If you just tape it or something, it might rip the whole canvas.  

In other news, I went to the pool this fine morning, then to brekky with my pool friends.  I ordered the special cinnamon raisin toast to go with my scrambled eggs and crispy hash browns, but I was good and only ate a few bites, figured I save it for later...I put it in a to-go box, and wouldn't you know I walked right out of there without it!  dang it.  It is almost too good to be true.  It's made by the Oswego Tea Company, and oh dear it's yummy.

Then home for a bit, then to the dr. for a pre-surgical check up.  Blood pressure was 126/78, higher than it used to be, but not too shabby.  Weight:  ha, no way.  Everything looked fine, he cleared me for surgery, but I still go to the cardiologist next week.  

I stopped for an iced Americano on the way home, then wandered around in Walmart for a bit.  I bought some new throw pillows for on the deck, five bucks each, found a pair of $3 shorts for me, and a new $3.96 tank top.  I bought Sunny some dog biscuits, because when you only have one Lab left, you need to spoil her...have to be careful with the treats though!  (I bought biscuits for small dogs, because they're tiny!).  I bought chicken drumsticks and came home and put them in lime juice and cajun spices...I'll flip the baggie a few times so they really get all soaked in it, then air fry them in a few days.  

Home...ahh home.  I marinated some chicken breast too, for dinner.  I made a pan of rice (only one cup rice, two cups water (and some butter and salt of course), because only the two girls eat it...seems so strange!).  I browned up that chicken in the iron frying pan, then had mine with some raw peppers, a splash of honey, and some hot sauce.  

I did some laundry, washed up the dishes, and here I sit in my comfy chair with Old Kitty purring on the arm.  Tomorrow I'm going shopping with Sonja for the food for my niece's daughter (my sister Cheryl's granddaughter), her wedding shower.  It's on Sunday, and I'm helping Sonja with the food.  Camille is also baking something for it, which I'll help with.  

So there's never a dull moment, but life is good.  I really hope the camper is fixable and we can manage to get it fixed.  I have wanted that camper for so long, and now that I have it and it's too good to be true, I almost knew something would be wrong, if that makes sense....ah well....

You have a good evening!