Randy's birthday was Saturday... naturally a BBQ ensued. I picked out the cake with the fisherman... his daughter supplied the candle. I had a great time planning the event... secret phone calls back and forth to his friends and family... making him stay in the shop while I ran to check out his size for his daughter. Fun stuffs!
The shirt for a "duck man".
Coming and going.
The usual stuff happened. His best friend, T and I both bought the same card. Ha!
He got lots of scratch-its, that great hat, the shirt, a mouse pad with an "O" on it for his laptop, and my contributions...
baby gates and because there has to be a toy... a special clamp he's been eying for his shop.
The baby gates caused a bit of a stir. The box has a mom holding a baby next to a crib that looks similar to the baby gates, which are in the forefront of the photo... confusing folk into thinking it was a crib, not baby gates. My response?
"OH HELL NO!"
The baby gates, if you do not know are because we are getting a puppy and want to restrict it to the kitchen and dining area until it can be trained.
Randy looked around then said
"So where's the puppy?"
I knew I forgot something.
Not really. We will pick puppy out together once we patch the fence and make it puppy safe. :-)
(Yesterday we did go to pick out a doggie door.)
Sunday is "my choice" day.
However, it was also father's day, so my choice was to let the man sleep in as late as he wanted and
to do whatever he wanted.
I get up at the crack of dawn... around 5:00 A.M.
He likes to sleep in until at least 9:30
generally speaking on his days off...
I was surprised to see him up at 7:30.
He said "Hey... you said I get to do what I want today."
I said "Okay, but I thought you said you wanted to stay in bed late."
"Did you hear me say I wanted to stay there alone?"
Funny how things work out.
We both got to do what we wanted.
Our internet service has been working on the lines so I have not been able to read blogs or email. I have fallen into a nice easy pattern here. Most of my time is spent in the yard or working happily around the house, though Randy is so well organized and neat that the house requires very little effort and we both hit it good before the party.
It was a wonderful surprise to have my friend Judy D from P'Land show up for a visit.
I got to show off my house and Randy.
She said "He really does exist!"
(That's kind of a private joke between us... about finding the "perfect" man for me.)
She has promised to stop and visit often.
Very cool beans.
So all is well and happy in my world here.
Unfortunately not all is well with many that I care about and that of course concerns me and makes me sad. I hate that feeling of not being able to help other than to be there.
Makes me feel a bit guilty for being so happy.
Irrational I know. They would not wish that to be the case... but when your friends and love ones bleed, you do too a little.
That's what its all about.
Take some time to smell the roses today...
and appreciate the good in your life.
This trip is way to short to do otherwise. Trouble and sorrow finds us all soon enough.