Friday, September 4, 2015

We're Having Leftovers For Dinner. And A Martini

For a day I in which I didn't feel like talking much, I sure had to do a lot of it. Or at least, some. And sometimes, just some is a lot.
I had to go sign some papers at the bank where Mr. Moon has his office and ended up playing secretary although not in the fun fantasy way where the pretend boss pretends to call you, the pretend secretary, into the office and says, "Bring your pad. I need you to take a letter," and you sit in the chair across from him with your skirt hiked up and so forth and so on.
What the hell am I talking about?
I have no idea.
Anyway, so what I did was help him amend a contract and god only knows if it's legal but it probably is and various notaries witnessed all sorts of signatures.
Then I raced over to Jessie's for her midwife appointment and all is very, very well. Baby is head down and has a good strong heart beat and all of Jessie's numbers are good and her pee is perfect! I was completely amazed to see what all Vergil has done with their kitchen and the house in general. Their nursery is coming about and they have a couch now and light fixtures and the best, the sweetest- Jessie has a changing table set up in her beautiful bathroom with all the diapers stored and everything all ready for this baby and I can't wait until their house smells like baby and new mama milk.
Oh my goodness. Soon, soon.
I had a little talk with Vergil about grand babies and grandparents and I cried a little bit. And I studied the hands of Diana, the midwife and thought about how strong and capable they looked and how she, with her hands, is going to help usher this baby into our lives in such a short while and that felt completely right.
And then I had to go BACK to the bank to sign some more papers which were duly witnessed and notarized and then raced to the grocery store and did my shopping and raced home because I knew that Lily was here with the boys already and they were indeed here when I got home and so I put on my Mer Mer overalls and jumped into that role.
Chile', I am tired. And Mr. Moon is exhausted.
But I had fun with the boys. We sidewalk chalked and put together a puzzle and had snacks and played a matching game and Gibson actually played with us too and he did a good job. He totally got it and followed the rules and waited his turn and I was so proud of him.
Owen had a big gold medal around his neck that he got in school for being a good citizen or as he said, "For being the nicest."
Lily told me that this morning he said, "Thank GOD for a three day weekend. Or maybe thank George Washington or Hammerhead Lincoln."
That's what he's been hearing instead of Abraham Lincoln and now for forever and always, I will think of Abe as being Ol' Hammerhead which is actually pretty appropriate.
He also told me that "your child" is going to take him to the flea market tomorrow. "My child" being Hank. He said, "Me and Hank love the flea market."

So. That's been my day of not feeling like talking and once again, let us remember what the Rolling Stones said which of course was, "You can't always get what you want. But if you try sometimes, you just mind find, you get what you need."
I raised my children on this saying and I remember once, when Hank asked me for something that I could not give him I said, "Remember that the Stones said," and he looked at me and said, "Yabba-Dabba-Do?"

Amen, baby. Amen.

Love...Ms. Moon


  1. Ha! I was funny. And so is Hammerhead Lincoln. And we do love the flea!

  2. That Hank- You were precious. You still are.

  3. I'm in a pretty (un-pretty) sour mood today, but that anecdote about Hank and wise sayings
    forced me to crack a smile... very funny!

  4. Thanks so much for letting the love flow right over through my computer too.

  5. I keep meaning to say that whenever I see Hank's profile photo I always think at first he is holding a gun but then I look closer and see that it is a cat. It always makes me smile.

    Does Mr. Moon work at a bank?

  6. Love the day you had. And that Hank....what a kidder!

  7. You make me laugh out loud sometimes!

    "What the hell am I talking about?
    I have no idea."

    Your grandkids are pretty funny, too.
    I love Hammerhead Lincoln. And "Yabba-dabba-doo" :)

  8. I would love to see Owen and Hank having a brilliance-off. Fabulous.
    Such a good time for Jessie and Vergil. I love this post :)

  9. I've felt crabby off and on all day, but now I'm smiling! Thank you, Owen, Gibson and Hank!

  10. I'm sorry, I keep picturing you playing secretary now and it's making me giggle. Mostly because I picture you in your overalls. Lol!

  11. oh yes, I know that. it is one of my guiding principles and I also used it with my children. also what goes around comes around, everything you do comes back to you. and in the end the love you take is equal to the love you make. that one too. we are so alike.

  12. Wonderful happenings in Lloyd, and what wiseacres you have around you. I love it. Yabba dabba do indeed!

  13. A- Sometimes I remember things from the past and they still make me laugh. I'm so glad I have those memories.

    jenny_o- Good!

    NOLA- You are so welcome!

    Birdie- Hank would make you laugh in real life too. He's a hoot. Mr. Moon does not work for a bank but he has an office in a bank. No, we don't really understand either.

    Hank- Sometimes he is.

    Jennifer- Hammerhead Lincoln is one of the best things ever if you ask me. I remember when Jessie thought that Saint George Island was actually Snake Store Island. That one still makes me laugh too.

    Jo- They probably are having a brilliance-off right now at the flea market.

    Elizabeth- I'm so glad.

    Heartinhand- Sure. I can hike up my overalls. Truly sexy look. Hey! No matter what I do, I can't comment on your blog. That pisses me off.

    Ellen Abbott- Except for the fact that you are a very talented artist and I can't draw above the four-year-old level. But honestly, we are very much alike in many, many ways.

    Angella- He just got his Stones confused. Rolling vs Flint.

  14. Out of the mouths of babes....ole Hammerhead. Very appropriate in so many ways. I don't talk much out here in my isolation. So when I get to socialize a bit, it feels good. I need to get off the farm more.


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