A Day Marked On The Calendar

Well, the Vergil-Jessie family got a new electric car. An EV? I think that's what they're called. They love it! And the boys love it because it is so full of groovy computer displays and almost magic things to operate. As Jessie was showing it to us I told her that I felt like an old granny who'd always driven a horse and buggy saying to a friend, "My daughter and her husband bought one of them new-fangled AuTo MoBiles!" 
And the friend would say, "Those things scare me to death. What is the world a'comin' to?"

So I invited them out to show us the new car and have lunch/brunch. I made fancy pancakes with sweet potatoes, bananas, blueberries, pecans, and oat bran. I used buttermilk, of course. They were fine indeed! 
Mr. Moon said they were the best pancakes he'd ever eaten but he says that every time I make pancakes so although it pleases me to hear him say that, I don't get all worked up about it. 

We broke out the new Monopoly game and it is swell! Finally- a game I can understand the instructions of! There are two sides to the game board and two different levels of play. We did the younger side today and when we go to learn the more difficult version, I'll probably need help with the rules. Luckily, I have August.

We did a lot of laughing and we had a lot of fun. It's a very clever re-do of Monopoly and I love the fact that if you don't have the money to pay your way out of jail, you can sing your favorite song and that'll let you out. Or if you land on someone's property and don't have the money to pay, you can just say something that you really like about them. I gave them an example- like say, if August landed on Levon's property and didn't have any money, August could say, "Your farts don't smell TOO bad, Levon." 

Oh my god. I am the funniest woman in the world. The boys almost fell out of their chairs laughing. 

Boppy said, "GRANDMOTHER!" 
Heh-heh. 

Before they left, August found a glass pen and ink set that Kathleen had given me and wanted to try it out. For some bizarre reason, I had never done that myself. I got out one color of the ink and the pen and some paper and of course ink was spilled on the counter immediately which did not bother me in the least. Boppy cleaned it up and I got out some parchment paper to put under everything. 

I am going to play with this myself. So cool. And it's just been sitting in a box on a shelf in the library for many years. 

August helped me with the puzzle. He found a few pieces for me. I knew he would. Later on today Maurice helped me. 

That cat is not becoming one bit less crazy. She's been sleeping with me the last few nights which almost worries me because she only seems to want to do that when I'm sick or injured and although yes, I have been sick, not that sick. I can always tell when she's planning an overnight stay on our bed because when I'm getting ready to go take my shower she follows me around looking worried and anxious. And then she does indeed jump up to join me. She always starts out perched on my hip as I lie on my side to read and last night I was amazed because when I finally had to change position, she did not growl at me. 
All was well until sometime late in the night Jack jumped on the bed and a terrible melee ensued. I just curled up into a ball and tried to protect myself with the duckette and pillows. Mr. Moon yelled at Jack to get off the bed and he did. 

We were not injured, amazingly although later this morning, Maurice was on the back porch snarling at one of the stray cats in the yard and I had the audacity to walk past her on my way inside, which triggered her claws-out reaction and she snagged my ankle with one sharp weaponized talon. I yelled at her so loud she'll probably never sleep with me again. 

But above and beyond all of this, today is the sixth anniversary of May and Michael. Who remembers this? 

If you would like to see many pictures and read a report of that amazing day, you can find it HERE. 

It was such a beautiful wedding. And the grandchildren were so young. August and Maggie were still bebes and Levon was just a gleam and a dream. 
The darling couple has spent a loving weekend at home, going to parks and museums. 

Are they not beautiful? 

And Michael got his bride a present that thrilled her to the marrow. 

A real, true cuckoo clock from the Black Forest of Germany. She has always wanted one, remembering the one my mother had which seemed magical to her as a child. 

She said in a text that when they set it up, "...the dancers will dance, the bird will emerge and sing, the waterwheel will spin and the children will kiss. I opened the box and burst into tears."

Y'all- this is love. When someone listens and knows your heart's desire and makes it happen. 
Well done, dear Michael! Well done!

And so it's been another grand day here in the world of Casa Luna. It has rained and been gray outside but the birds have still been rushing the feeder. The male cardinals are being especially ill-mannered and aggressive, even chasing female cardinals away from the seeds. I guess they are the current Kings of the Universe, pumped up on testosterone like Arnold Schwarzenegger in his prime. 

The little boys kicked some bamboo for me. They are such helpful lads. And Mr. Moon has been my sweetie all day, making me laugh, kissing me, and loving me. 

I am going to make him some air-fried chicken wings for his supper and that, too, is a sort of love. 

Okay! I now have the words to "Stinkle, Stinkle, Little Fart," (see I had even gotten the first line wrong!) but I think I'll wait to give it to you as it is perhaps not appropriate for a wedding anniversary post although I think that May and Michael would find it pretty hysterical. 

Is this what they call a teaser? 

So be it. 

GRANDMOTHER! 

Love...Ms. Moon