Can't Wait To Go To Bed

Truthfully, it's been some time since I hung laundry on the line. For one thing, one of the lines is snapped and Mr. Moon hasn't fixed it but mostly it's been so hot and the bugs have been so bad that I've just been a lazy ass and thrown things in the dryer which is pretty ironic, when you think about it. 
Actually, it's really ironic. And stupid. I admit it.
But today is sheets day, as you know, and I thought about not bothering because it's just been me sleeping in the bed and I always take a shower before I get under the sheets and Maurice hasn't even been sleeping with me (that bitch) and so really- how badly did they need washing? But then I thought about how nice it would be to crawl into line-dried sheets tonight and it wasn't that hot and I really do love hanging laundry outside so I ran a load of whites and pinned everything up, or as I guess the English say- pegged everything up? Whatever you call it, I enjoyed it and also enjoyed bringing everything in, folded as I took it off the line and put it all neatly in the basket. 

Everything is sorted and ready to go in its proper place with its mates and it's silly how much I enjoy that and how much it satisfies me. 

And Maurice did come outside to watch me as I went about my business although she had her eyes closed most of the time. 

She and I are getting along well but as I said, she has not deigned to share my bed which is pretty much all I ask from her, especially when her dad human is gone. I hold up my end of the bargain with twice a day treats (wet food in the morning, Temptations in the late afternoon) but she pretends she hasn't got the slightest memory of that contract we signed. 
As I said, what a bitch. 

I went to town just for a little adventure and to shop for things we might need at the cabin should Glen ever come home and resume that project. I did find a nice tablecloth and napkins but the only other thing I found of interest was a sort of kimono robe to be worn over clothing. I think it is lovely. 

Or hell, it could be that it is meant to be an at-home garment. I don't care. I couldn't leave it behind for what they were asking for it which was less than what a fancy coffee would cost. Or even a semi-fancy coffee. I wonder if I'll ever wear it? The trim is one of my favorite colors. 

So that was my big excitement for the day. That and I got to see Lily at the Publix liquor store while she was at work when I picked up a few things at the grocery store. And yes, the liquor store. 

Okay- here's a pathetic story. 
Glen got us new credit cards which will pay us a percentage of cash back or something like that for everything we buy. Which is great. They came yesterday and I got mine confirmed and to my great excitement, I realized it had a chip in it. The kind of chip you can use without inserting it into the machine. Whoo-hoo! And you know what? I had no idea how to use that thing. Supposedly you "tap"? Tap what? Tap where? So, I asked Lily to show me and she did and it turns out you don't actually tap, the chip has to be held so the machine can read it and now I know where to place the chip for it to be read. I suppose I should have been embarrassed to have to ask her but I wasn't. As the story goes, I taught her how to use the potty so we're even. 
Boy oh boy, I'm just getting smarter by the day. 
That's a lie. 

Jessie reports that Levon pulled one of his teeth and now he looks like this.

Those boys are as good as dentists when it comes to ripping their teeth out. He is a fierce child, is he not? 

A few pictures from the back yard. 

This is what the cone of the magnolia grande flora looks like. The seeds are amazing. 

They're so hard I think you could make jewelry of them if you could figure out how to get a needle through them to string. And the cone, at that stage, is soft and velvety. 

And guess what? 

The annual surprise appearance of the hurricane lilies. I have been thinking about them but I have to admit I was a bit surprised to come across these. Many more will follow and their otherworldly blossoms will come and go so quickly. Gotta appreciate them while we can. 

And one last one. 

The flower of the Turk's Cap Ellen sent me. There are several more blooms coming along. These are tiny compared to the ones I grew up with and I wonder if this variety is just different? Less than three months ago this plant was sent from Texas, roots exposed, kept damp and well-wrapped. WELL wrapped. I stuck it in a pot and watered it and here we are. She sent me two other related sprouts and those, too, are growing nicely. 

So that's the news. I have made my own martini and it is fine. I will be glad to have Mr. Moon back next Friday to make them and to kiss as we toast each other.

Until then, I am quite content with my own. 

Happy Friday, y'all. 

Ms. Moon