Oh, the weekend started out nicely. I pulled the tape off from around the tub I painted. Can you see that finish? It looks good! It still has to dry for a few more days, then I can put the hardware back and Joe can caulk around the edges and PRESTO! A beautiful CLEAN tub. I only hope the finish lasts now.
I worked on the trellis and hung up those window boxes I found last spring. Next year they will be full of strawberries!
These chairs were on clearance for $10. If there are anymore left on payday, I may get a couple more. Just perfect for sipping Pomegranate Martinis of an evening.
Dinner was easy. We went to Peter and Maria's for hotdogs and hamburgers. It was a nice summer evening spent with friends. What more can you want?
Saturday we played by the pool most of the day. Joe had a conference and wasn't free until after lunch, but it was a nice afternoon.
Alice discovered a funny looking Caterpillar and followed it all over the pool deck! Too funny!
And then reality struck. Our Joey invited a Marine recruiter over to the house Saturday evening. Joe and Joey listened, asked and answered questions and discussed options. By the end of the evening, Joey had decided to become a Marine.
You know, one day, that your child will be an adult, but I wonder if a mama's heart is ever really ready when the day finally arrives? A mixture of pride and terror struck my heart and I spent most of Sunday on the back deck laughing with my family and shedding a few tears in the knowledge that soon we will be one less at the family dinner table and hoping and praying that I've done a good enough job as his mama to prepare him for life. I love him so much. He is a wonderful young man and we're all terribly proud of how he's turning out.
So, now it's Monday again. There are letters to mail and appointment to make. Clothes and dishes to be washed and errands to be run. It is an ordinary Monday in every way except for the knowledge brought home by the weekend's events that these days are precious and fleeting
and we have been so blessed by God with so much. Now we need to let go of one of those gifts and let him choose his own path.
We love you Joey. You make us so proud!