A Joyous Few Moments

Look who I got to see today! Jessie and the boys came by for a quick visit. She brought me peaches they'd bought in South Carolina on their way home so I can make a few jars of peach preserves which is Mr. Moon's favorite. There was no kissing but I will admit to a little side-hugging. August is actually sick with something himself. All the cousins had it and it is mostly a fever that doesn't seem to want to leave for a week or two and Jessie was more worried about giving us that then of them getting covid from us. It was so damn good to see them. They had stopped at Wendy's to get food to bring out to eat and after they left here they were going to go to the boys' school orientation to meet their teachers. Levon is getting a teacher that August had and there was great jubilation over that as she is a favorite. August reports that she is apt to tell the children, "Sit down, shut your pie holes, and stop driving me crazy!" which the kids love. I guess she says it sweetly. Or else they just think that "pie hole" is a very funny way to refer to their mouths. 
Levon has lost his first tooth and is pretty proud of that. August comes up to my shoulder now in height. I can still see the baby in Levon which makes me so happy but I know that soon he'll be all big boy and that, too, is a wonderful thing although I do have a strong tendency to grieve my babies, even the ones that are now in their forties. 

Glen went out and did some chain sawing and branch hauling and after about an hour and a half he was done. There's an excessive heat warning here this week and in checking the weather I see there is also an alert for some sort of storm situation with heavy winds that could start any minute now.
Oh just great. 

The only thing I've done outside today was to water the porch plants. I did not even take the compost out. I just don't have it in me. This shit is hanging on for too long although my definition of "too long" is a bit hazy and not medically informed. I am speaking personally here. The sinus situation for both of us has been better today so that's a good thing. Glen's actually at the Wacissa right now, seeking relief for both body and soul. I was invited too, of course, but I just don't have the energy. The thought of getting from the parking lot to the river was more than I could handle. He's having a very hard time being stuck in the house. He's just not good at that whereas I am fine with shelling peas in front of the TV or working on my puzzle. 

Well, we got some rain just now and a little thunder. Glen's back and he said he drove through a storm so bad on his way home that he almost had to pull over. Tom called him to report that he's back from St. Augustine only to find that a branch has fallen through his bedroom in the trailer. 
"What'd you tell him?" I asked. 
"I said, 'Well, Tom, you have a perfectly good house ready for you to move into. I'll come help you do that tomorrow if you want.'"  

And that is the way of it. Change is hard for all of us but for some of us, it's nigh impossible. 

Human beings, as Jimmy Buffett once sang, are flawed individuals. 

I know I am. 

Love...Ms. Moon