I think part of the reason for not blogging earlier is that there is very little material in my gray matter today that is worth sharing. We are in the dog days of summer. There's just two weeks left before the MYP hop on the big yellow bus. They groan each and every time I remind them (sometimes daily) of the upcoming schedule. I'm nice like that.
One of the highlights of our past weekend was that we attended a wedding. It seems (at least locally) the thing to do is a barn wedding. They are beautiful and I find it very appealing (read the previous post about my dream to be a farmer's wife). However, the temperatures were quite toasty and there was absolutely no way the bride or groom could get cold feet and not make their vows. Fortunately for us, this sweet young couple will live just a few miles away from us.
Approximately a month ago, I had a terrific scare while walking Lisi. Some neighbors have two bull mastiffs. Since they acquired the second one, they seem to have a protective pack-mentality. They've scared the bejeebers out of me while walking as they hide behind trees and then race out and stop just short of their invisible doggy fence. Well a month ago while their owner was watching, they came through the fence and attacked Lisi and drew blood on her leg. I was concerned - well actually very mad. The owner was asking if Lisi was ok and I said I wasn't sure and walked off. Control your ginormous dogs, sir was what went through my mind. Well last night, they came out again and were going to go after Lisi and the Chairman put out his arms and started growling and went after the one that was ready to attack Lisi. Apparently, the bull mastiff got scared and ran away (all while owner lady was watching). So the story isn't finished yet. And I have no plans to walk anywhere near their house in the near future.
I spotted this at the Italian grocery store. I married into the family and I can attest, that sometimes it does get loud.
The MYP love to take selfies on my phone. I think it's time for a look at what I found today. It is apparent that son #1 is wiser than his sisters.
I'm frustrated. Almost ashamed. I do not like my vegetable garden and it doesn't like me. I pretend it isn't out there except to go pick a cucumber or two. It has been an A+ dud of a garden. I even had son #1 go mow down one end of it so the weeds didn't look so fierce and the neighbors start talking. I plan to either not even plant anything next year or just build elevated garden spots and put in a couple tomato plants and a cucumber and squash and call it a day. To not completely ruin my reputation as a gardener, I do like to pamper my flowers and will let you see them and not the disaster out back.
Well I better call this a post. Sorry it was more of a mundane Monday Musings. That's what you get sometimes...