Thursday, June 30, 2005

Summertime and the living is busy

Each summer I think I’ll have plenty of time to do the things I never have time to do. But I never do- this expectation must be left over from my days in the classroom. I’m working four, ten hour days each week and we’re remodeling – the summer is going by in a whirlwind. We’ve spent a week with Katie and Barrett in their new house in Birmingham, went to Cedar Key for my birthday celebration weekend, (Thank you kind husband…that was a way sweet surprise) and I spent a weekend in Biloxi with my girlfriends from Alabama.

The weekend with the Alabama girlfriends was a lot of fun. The agenda consisted of nonstop catching up, eating, shopping and gambling. The camaraderie, food, and shopping were wonderful. The gambling was a bust. I have a very expensive plastic glass to show for my efforts (the word stupidity may be substituted for efforts here). I think I laugh more in those three days than I do for the entire rest of the year and I’m not really a somber person. I have a lot of fun with my family and other friends but there is a unique blend of personalities in this group of high school friends. Maybe it’s because we survived our teenage years together. If we met now I doubt we would forge lasting bonds because we actually don’t have a lot in common. We can’t speak of politics…yes I fear most are…gasp…republicans- but there is a connection with these folks that is special. I miss not seeing more of them. Beth, our world traveler in the group, hosted the gathering at her summer place. She’s generous, beautiful, humorous, and intelligent- and she always makes us feel welcome. Each person brings something special to the group. Maybe one day I’ll write about us…the same sweet girls all over again… except without the cancerous ending please.

Katie’s and Barrett’s new place is great. It’s in an older hilly, green, hydrangea covered, neighborhood. The homes are brick split levels built in the sixties. K & B are busy painting and cleaning and remodeling. Carl built a wall in their basement for them while we were there. They plan to use the space for a music room. (insert cheering sounds here-they are both gifted musicians but have a hard time finding time to play) I love the view from the back of their place-it overlooks a ravine covered in kudzu. We enjoyed a concert at the Botanical Gardens too but mostly we enjoyed just getting to spend time with K&B. They are coming here for a few days next week (more cheering)

Jesse and Leaa are also busy remodeling their new place. It’s a beautiful historic home that needed a little TLC. They are painting, retiling a bathroom, carpeting one bedroom, landscaping and putting up a picket fence. I think they may be able to move in another week or so. I know they are excited about that…this has been a tough time for them but they are resilient, smart, hardworking kids. In addition to Leaa’s pregnancy and miscarriage they’ve had to deal with their house selling and then the new one not closing as planned. They completed and passed their real estate class in June and Leaa is working on her teaching certification and reading endorsement requirements. ( three classes) Jesse is playing and teaching full time too. I need a nap just thinking about it. I am proud of them.

Our youngest is teaching swim lessons and life guarding this summer. I’m proud of her too. She tells us hilarious tales of three year olds terrorizing the pool. She seems to be enjoying herself. She’s brown and tired at the end of each day. She’s also taking a class online this summer. She’s growing up so fast. Some days I forget that she’s a teenager…but then she will remind me...thank heavens. Don’t want to miss a minute of her "childhood".

Wednesday, June 01, 2005

The Notsobrite's-Cases- 2, 3 and 4

Over the long holiday weekend Carl and I worked around the house. When we had all the fun we could stand here we went to the store and worked. He mowed while I attempted to weed. I bet passersby thought we had purchased one of those big butt women cutouts and stuck it in our flower bed. Nope. It was me. I weeded until I couldn’t breathe and every part of me was covered with sweat but the weeds remained victorious. They had been in control far too long to capitulate. I need heavy artillery to reclaim this strip of land. Hello Mr. Rototiller! Now who’s laughing hateful weeds? I can buy more junipers.

Over the long holiday weekend I painted our hallway the wrong color twice. I have tried to tell myself that it’s really not so bad but this morning after flinching upon flipping the light switch I realized it is…here goes coat number three. And it will be (insert drum roll here) a neutral sand color. The walls are currently the color of bile. That chip should have been labeled Bile not Sage. This is all HG TV’s fault and Katie’s and Leaa’s and Cara’s who make fun of my bland walls. You girls should now hold this truth to be self-evident: The Motherload likes bland.

Over the long holiday weekend Carl was off on Friday while I worked. He took the boat out alone and got sunburned. He must have really been hurting while he labored for the rest of the weekend but he didn’t complain once because he didn’t want me to know just how notsobrite he had been. The beet coloring gave you away honey. You work so hard for us even when you are hurting. Thanks.