Tomorrow being Jessie and Vergil's 8th anniversary, we are hosting these two fine young men for tonight and part of tomorrow so that their parents can have some adult celebration time. We have pizza dough rising here and Boppy has clocked out of shelf building until tomorrow. He has been working all day on those shelves and soon, they will be ready to receive whatever it is I choose to put on them.
I am going to have to go buy some organizing baskets of some sort, as I've said, for things like my massive collection of furniture polish and lightbulbs, leather cleaner, and my museum-worthy assortment of flashlights and headlamps. Also cleaning rags, ant killer, wasp killer, packing tape, strapping tape, duct tape and measuring tapes. AND, all of my boxes of aluminum foil, parchment paper, wax paper, and every assorted type of ziplock bags known to mankind. This will be amazing because when we put the dishwasher in, a cabinet had to be sacrificed, and as Mr. Moon says, when we want a baggie, we have to stand on our heads to get one from the back of the cabinet where we keep the left-over containers.
I am going to be in high-cotton soon!
Anyway, that's the story for today and I better go start chopping things up for pizza. I asked August if he liked spinach on his pizza. He thought it about it for quite awhile and then said, "If there is cheese underneath it, I think so."
Again- a truism one could apply to many things. Out of the mouth of babes, and so forth. His mama didn't raise no fools.
I have to tell you that when the Weatherfords got here today, I had just woken up from a very nice little nap and August ran and jumped on the bed and hugged me up and Levon joined us and they unpacked their suitcase with the blankets and pillows I'd made them and the little sequined animals I'd gotten them for Easter. They showed me how soft and cozy their blankets and pillows were and my heart almost melted with the sweetness.
See you tomorrow.