I'm sad...

I'm sad.  Tonight Big Lady sat outside and ate her supper with me.  The rest of the people here went away on a boat.  But Big Lady coughs and sneezes and is a mess.  So she stayed home and kept me company.  I even posed for her and let her have this sweet picture of me.  

Usually, I am full of the dickens and like to tell you about it.  I love to be a silly mutt.  That's the nature of we golden retrievers.  We turn into old men/ladies in kid clothes.  But not tonight.  I'm sad.  

Tonight the Big Lady told me something that is very distressing to me and to her too.  My bestest friend Mavrick has been missing for almost six days.  Actually, we are kinda-sorta related.  But I think of him as my friend more than anything.  We have spent lots of time together at my house and his and in between too!  A few days ago he went missing.  His Big People are very worried.  Did someone take him?  Did he get sick and go off to die?  They don't know.  Lots of people are looking for him.  So that is a good thing.  But the bad thing is that he still is missing and his family wants him to come back home.  We hope he does, but there is always the chance that he won't either.  

Lots of people have thoughts about their pets - as to whether they go on to somewhere else when they die.  I just heard the Big Lady reading an e-mail to the nice Big Guy.  It was about a very special dog in Mexico.  The Big People love this dog more than anything.  But they don't think she will go to heaven.  I like what that Big Lady said down there in Mexico.  "Well she might not go to heaven, but she won't go to hell either!".  My Big Lady sometimes offers me very special things to eat or fun places to go because she says, "this is about as good as it gets for you".  Well I'm thankful for all that and she knows it.

But for now.  I'm still sad and worried and uneasy about my missing friend.  I just thought I'd let you know.

Monday Musings

I can't ruin my clean reputation.  Or maybe the record of musings on a Monday.  I'll muse a bit and then take the panting dog out for a walk before the sun gets too high.

Today is the first day of summer school!  We enrolled the MYP because I need alone time the school they attend likes mass participation to get the kids in gear.  And to help refresh their memories that 2+2 does indeed = 4.  They will be gone mornings for the next two weeks.  Whooeee!  (Don't tell them I said that.)

So here they are in all their beauty.  Japanese beetles.

My research shows they came from Japan (imagine that!) with a shipment of iris bulbs in 1912.  Don't ever say I only entertain and not inform.  After an alarming call from a relocated friend after my post last week, (thanks KG!), I went out to inspect the yard and trees and discovered a serious problem.  Traps and spray were purchased and now we have bags full of them and sick looking ones left on the lace-like leaves.  Ick.

Just because you were wondering, I will inform you that I have washed 29 towels in the last two days.  Thank goodness for large capacity and low water usage.

Asthma stinks.  Unfortunately, one of our MYP fight it constantly.  He is under the care of an allergist, but it usually flares up this time of year.  Beyond all the breathing issues, is the simple fact that insurance companies like to bump up a rate 50% because one child has it.  Heavy sigh...

Last week I had a proud mom moment much to the chagrin of the two MYP with me.  I sat in the orthodontist office and after scanning the latest People magazine, I lifted my head and looked around.  On the bulletin board across the room my eyes stopped at one of the pictures.  "Look!"  I told the two with me.  "That girl looks just like 'daughter #1'!"  I jumped out of my seat and walked across the room.  Behind me a voice quietly says, "Mom?  That is 'daughter #1'".  One of the MYP says quietly, "wow".  The other snickers.  I slink back to my seat and realize another mother waiting in the room is grinning broadly.  Yep.  A proud mom moment.

Well back to folding towels and walking the pooch, and making sure kitten doesn't run away.  And eventually picking up some MYP after their first day of classes.  I'll try not to look too refreshed when they jump in the car.

Sunday Summary

Everyone is out of the house or taking cat naps.  

So I might just do a Sunday summary.  Come to think of it, I don't remember blogging on a Sunday.  Maybe it will seem different somehow!  I hope so.  Couldn't be worse.  Heh heh.

We made our annual pilgrimage to the door.  Not just any door.  Door County.  The "thumb" of Wisconsin if you think we look like a left hand.  About three hours northeast of us.  This year was a bit down in numbers. Usually we hover around 75 of our nearest and dearest friends.  This year we were a paltry 60....

So what is it like filling up a campground with about 60 of your friends?  Simply wonderful.  That's why we return year after year.  The 'kids' are getting bigger.  The toddlers and babies of yesteryear are now well into or hitting their teens.  Some have passed the teens.  But they still return because it is just fun.  I like them all.  Such a nice group of young people that are growing into their places.  (sigh)

There's lots of this:

And this:

And this:

And this, this, and this!

It can be bright and sunny!

Or a relaxing gray:

And friends galore:

We watch plays that this company puts on several evenings we are there.

Ok enough pictures and links already.  Since I love you so much, I kind of kept some mental notes I wanted to share with you:

*  Camping.  It is simply silliness.  You haul everything into tents or campers.  Sleep on funny beds.  Cook in highly inefficient manners.  All in the name of fun.  But fun it is.

*  Even in the midst of a large group of our friends, the MYP always managed to come back to our campsite looking for food like baby birds.

*  Parents that camp with little ones are generally a relaxed bunch.  I saw a group of kids on a rocky edge that looked almost dangerous and the mother was just chatting away without a care in the world.

*  Speaking of kids.  I saw a little blond-headed boy with red Keens on his little feet that were so cute it made my heart puddle a bit.

*  I may have mentioned this before, but it still gives me pause.  The campground we are in have private showers (thank goodness!), but it is unisex where you have the sinks, mirrors, and electricity.  So one morning I was elbow to elbow with a man about my age.  He finished up shaving, then put on cologne, his deodorant, combed his hair, and added some gel.  Then brushed his teeth (with a double swish I might add). Packed up his gear, and headed out to start his day.  Not that I was watching or anything...

*  Since humility and meekness are some of my strongest suits, I probably won't tell you about the 50 yard dash challenge one of my friends wanted to do.  Or more importantly, the outcome.  However, my legs have paid the price now on day #3.  But oh so worth it... :-)

*  And now a mountain of PU awaits in the laundry room.  When you are camping, what you return with that is clean is dirty.  And what you return with that is dirty is REALLY dirty.

*  I missed our new kitty and the old pup more than I care to admit.  I think when you are a SAHM with pets, you are just used to them being around.

Not sure if I'll 'muse' tomorrow.  We have a special nephew here from CA.  And my brain isn't firing on all the pistons quite yet.

A special shout-out to the person from San Antonio, TX that found the blog by searching for 'homesick for South Dakota'.  Not sure if this will help you get out of the doldrums, but don't say I didn't try!

Monday Musings

Not much extra time to muse, but I can't leave you hanging for too many days or the readers will get restless.  Or maybe you just don't let your lives revolve around the Chairman and Co?  I can't imagine...

Cats are not dogs.  Don't try to make them dogs or you will hate them.  Well some people hate them even if they were like dogs.  So be it.  They come to you when you call only if it is convenient.  In fact, I caught him rushing my way until he saw I was looking.  Then he screeched to a halt and looked the other way.  Doors should be open in a cat world.  They meow to get out.  But you open the door and they just sit there.  Yes, he's frustrating.  And terribly cute.

Camping isn't for sissies.  It entails lots and LOTS of preparation beforehand.  Maybe it really doesn't.  But it does for me because I like things all organized and certain before I venture out.  Once you are actually 'there', then it's all good.  Visits.  Campfires.  Good food.  A few plays.  And a bit of sunburn.

Children like structure.  And routine.  And traditions.  No matter the age.  It must make them feel secure.  Come to think of it, so do I!

I'm fighting some icky beetles that think my sweet potato vine and zinnias make good meals.  They are black with an iridescent back and clump together.  Not sure how to kill them, so I flick them off and give them a ride of their lives.

My garden is producing with gusto.  Zucchini to challenge the best of friends.  Cucumbers the size of my arm.  And the tomatoes.  They are coming on.  And oh my!

Daughter #2 figured out how to wake board this week!  (I like my 'stop, stop, STOP!')  Like the Chairman wouldn't know that the first time... Son #1 figured out how to get out of the wake when wake boarding.  And me?  I figured out that I am a good spotter, thankyouverymuch.  I'm not a water person.  Period.

I better start musing about other things now.  Or maybe not muse but get my backside in gear.  Talk to you soon!

Thursday Thoughts

Ahhh.  The joys of summertime.  For the MYP, it is just one big sleepover.  Either here or there.  For the Chairman.  It means that he still has to go into the office and do duties to keep the pennies rolling in to pay the bills.  For the Chef?  It means a lot more vacuuming, putting vast amounts of food out, and keeping the MYP from getting overly lazy.  It is going very fast.  And I am very tired.

Yesterday, we went from three kids to two kids to five kids to three kids again.  And now one of the three isn't ours.  And one of ours is away.  Sometimes even I get confused.

It RAINED!!!  I believe the first time since we got our kitten on June 3.  So you can look at the calendar and see how dry it has been.  After g.m. last night, people stood under the overhang watching the ferocious storm in a giddy sort of way.  And the smell.  Mmmmmmm.  Better than dryer sheets.

Speaking of weather.  It was hot this week.  Like 104 degree hot in the afternoon.  Daughter #2 had a soccer camp.  They don't reschedule soccer camps.  They continue just as planned.  Here was her face after day #1.

Yes I'm really a nice mom.  I let her have a popsicle after that one.

There was a baby shower a couple days ago for this lovely lady.  Our area hasn't been blessed with a lot of babies lately, so we are tickled pink!  (pun intended)

And!  We had a surprise call this week!  Someone we really hold dear was in town!  And we got to have him and his parents for supper.  Neat!

Dog and kitty wrestle a lot of their time these days:  Sometimes I'm fairly sure that Lisi is just going to bite kitty in half.  But then he makes a noise and she immediately backs off.  Unfortunately, I think he is going to think he's boss very soon.

Thought out... and we are off to piano lessons and looking for cleats, and picking zucchini (anyone want some?), and so forth.

Monday Musings

Well I had a nice post all set and ready to go last week.  Then I started to get sleepy while reading it and realized it really wasn't all that fit to go to the presses.  Don't want to bore my peeps mind you!

I will say this.  What we were getting ready for last week was a camping birthday party.  I had promised the MYP here that this year was going to be different.  No sleepovers.  No extended times of party where me, as the mother, feels almost overwhelmed.  Yes, we were going to just go somewhere for a few hours and return with happy, tired MYP.  And then I opened my mouth.  I thought a camping party would be fun.  The only caveat is that I don't think about how much work really goes into these slight-of-mouth suggestions.  The Chairman happily obliged in getting the camper out of storage.  And taking it to a state park a half-hour south of here.

The verdict overall?  A success! (said in utter fatigue).  Actually, we had seven lovely soon-to-be-ladies and 3 soon-to-be really nice guys in adjoining sites (thanks mom and dad!).  I was incredibly impressed with these M(multiple)MYP.  I love them.  I can't wait to see what path they will choose and where they will end up when they are responsible adults.  For now, we love their growing bodies and minds.  And enjoy their sweet, unique natures.  Except...

... at 12:53 am.  It was still too rambunctious in the camper (I was in a tent with a nice teen helping me rope the troops).  I found out that 12:53 is my personal 'witching hour'.  I think I scared the willies out of a couple of the "sweet" MYgirls.  In fact, I hear it became dinnertime conversation with their families.  On a side note, one of our very own MYP was also involved.  So I can't feel all high and mighty that ours never do anything wrong.

One of the birthday requests was a mic.  She's been very busy preaching to the empty seats.

 We are leaving the kitty Simba outside for longer periods of time alone.  All 3-months of him.  I have no clue how safe it is.  Or if he will run away or not.  So far, no close calls.  But he definitely thinks he's big stuff and feels the outdoors is his domain now.

Cuteness overload.  Yes, they really do like each other that much.

 The baseball season is winding down.  After a tournament, the team placed 2nd.  I think winning a consolation for 3rd almost sits better than losing the last one and placing 2nd.  My opinion anyway.  It was pretty somber around here after the loss.

Receiving a 2nd place medal

It is dry here.  Like headlines of 'SEVERE DROUGHT' in the paper.  We are not used having no rain for a very long time.  Everything is brown except where the sprinklers go.  The crops are shriveling.  The sky is hot.  And we have literally no control over the clouds.  It almost makes me feel thirsty.

Wish I could leave you with something to make you chuckle or snort or even blow some coffee out your nose.  But nothing comes to mind, so we'll have to leave the humor for another time.

Monday Musings

I have to admit that I snicker a little under my breath when I read a status update on FB on how utterly busy someone is.  Really?  If you were that busy, why are you on FB?  But that's me.  So snicker all you want.  Except I'm not on FB, but posting another mundane musings.

You see we are in birthday mode again.  Today it is this charming girl's birthday.  She hit double digits. It catches my breath.  Because she is the one I bore after five losses, there is always a moment of reflection on this date.  A healthy and gorgeous baby girl.  I felt blessed to the moon and back because we had already felt our family was happily complete with her older siblings.  And we are blessed.  She's a smart, sensible, funny, wise, and sweet young lady to be.  I'd post a deliciously cute picture of her as a baby, but your babies were probably the cutest to you too, so I won't bother digging one out.

She said this was the only thing she really wanted - a bible/hymn book combo.  See?  I told you she was wise.

Her favorite mac & cheese for lunch

Tomorrow we are going on an adventure with MYP.  And I stress many.  It hopefully goes all as planned.  I've got the willies as to if it will all play out successfully.  But it entails a campground, and lots of young kids high on sugar.  Wish me well.

We have been spending a lot of time doing this the past week.  It's been quite fun.

tee-hee.  I've always wanted to post a picture of a friend in a swimsuit.  I think I'm being kind with the choice of this one.

Relaxing for a bit.

I tend to think I'm an honest person.  In fact, I hope that would be a living testimony.  But I must admit something.  In the 147 degree temperatures we had last week, I didn't walk a couple of the days.  So my saying I walk "every day" wasn't truthful.  Another thing I mentioned within the past months to the point of nearly bragging was that I keep my weight off for this and that and such and blah, blah, blah.  Well BLAH!  I've put some poundage on around my waistline because I haven't been walking.  Yikes.  And guess what?  Lisi put on six pounds in the past month as well!  So we both will need to step up to the leash now the next while (or after the next adventure is through).

How are the cat and dog getting along these days?  Well mostly like this:

So it is nice.  But the kitten now thinks he is a cat and wants to be outside stalking birds and climbing trees and not bothered by people calling his name even though he has not a lick of sense about road danger.  I've been so annoyed with him this morning that I almost hoped he'd run away so that I didn't have to wonder what we will do with him when we go on vacation next.

Remember I said I was busy?  Well I am and so I must let this be all the musing for today.  While my fingers typed out thoughts I was actually thinking of some things that need to be done.  I'm a multi-tasker like that.