We'll Get There

Gray and drizzly here today and I feel like perhaps I am coming down with a cold and so does Mr. Moon. This would not surprise me. We did everything but lick little Payton's face in Dothan when we were babysitting her. You just can't let rivers of snot deter you from kissing such a cute round face. Know what I mean? Seriously.

And today's the day of the party and no, I'm nowhere near ready. Yesterday I got the bathrooms done as done as they're going to get. And I've washed all the rugs and made one pie

and the best thing of all is the dogs found the dead stinky mouse in the guest room and I threw it out so that is that for the stink in there. I am so glad I was wrong and that it wasn't in the walls or under the house. Please don't judge me but there ARE critters living happily in my walls and they run and play games with nuts (I'm supposing) and I can hear their babies squeaking.
Look- I live in the country.

And I've got laundry going and Miss Maybelle just showed up in her cleaning clothes and Jessie has called and is coming out soon and Lily is going to come out at some point with Owen and Hank? Well, no doubt he's still in bed.
But they'll be out here at some point. I know they will.
Mr. Moon is off buying oysters and beer and rum and dog food. And ice. And charcoal.

The turkeys are thawing, I've made the cranberry orange relish and some cookies that look really weird but taste really good and the angel biscuit dough. That's all for tomorrow.

Oh. I have so much to do. Sheets to wash and floors to mop and candles to set out and flowers to pick and make arrangements with. Pecan pies to bake and bean salad, too. And I need to clean up the back yard where there is hopefully going to be a fire if the rain goes away.

It's okay. It'll all happen.

I was thinking yesterday that the perfect party for me would be if I got everything ready and set all the food out and then when people started coming I would put on some gorgeous silk nightgown and my diamond necklace and get in my bed and everyone could come and see me and sit on the bed and we'd chat and have rum drinks and I could hear the music but I would be in my bed and then somehow, magically, when the party was over it would all be cleaned up and I could just go to sleep.

Well, that sounds a little too much as if I were an invalid so I won't wish for that.

I wish you could all be here tonight. I do.

I'll be thinking of you, I really will. And there will be love in my heart.