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Truth and Consequences

Our weather is gorgeous lately, sunny, bright blue skies, no humidity and temperatures right around eighty degrees F.  We heat our pool with solar roof panels.  The pool temperature hit eighty-six yesterday afternoon.  Later today I plan to float around the pool after I pot some deep deep red geraniums I bought yesterday. 

I'm still tired after having eleven people in residence for a week.  I'm not tired from doing any work as my daughter, daughter-in-law and my son really did it all.  I merely watched; although,  I was lovingly accused of micro-managing everything.  Yes, Mea Culpa.  To me all of them are still eleven years old, maybe fifteen when they are being silly, and I'm the Mom and they need me and ohhhhh, those five other short children running circles around us all?  Well, I'm always a bit surprised to truly realize they belong to MY children.  That being said, with the short ones, I just wear my Border Collie hat and perpetually herd them and count heads,  making sure everyone is where I think they belong.

I was just thinking how I am eternally grateful that we bought this way too big for us house.  Even with all those people here, everyone had their own real bed, none of the adults had to share a bedroom, we had four full bathrooms each with shower and tub and we could fit eleven people all at the same time for kitchen meals, eight at the table and three at the counter on barstools.  Of course, Mr. Ex-Embassy guy who had five house servants (yes, really!) during the New Delhi days  and still sometimes slips and calls me Bimla when he wants something, thought  we should eat every evening meal in the dining room where the kids could kneel on the white cushioned chairs and we could drop food all over the oriental carpet as the dogs circled around like a school of hungry Great Whites smelling the blood of the tidbits each particular kid didn't want to eat and knew enough to sneak somehow to whatever wet nose was beside their chair and we could wash tablecloths and napkins and chip up the whites dishes and use all those serving bowls and platters and oh, we only probably had three meals where some glass didn't magically hop up, throw itself over in a fit and spill it's contents everywhere.  But you know, "That dining room isn't a flippin' shrine, Dana!"  Yeah, right, sure...wait until I buy those maroon velvet ropes on stands.


What I am most grateful for is my Daughter.  She is well and whole, a loving mother and sister and child. She is again the girl we all love so much.   I cannot even type that without tearing up.  All I will say is this, if you do not believe that drugs are the scourge of our society,then, in my book, you're a fool.  Oh, maybe, like guns don't kill people, people do, drugs don't take themselves people do.  Tell that to every parent of a child with drug issues or every Guardian Ad Litem kid I represent who's living in foster care or every Newtown CT parent....I'd better close on this note before I alienate someone.

Reader Comments (1)

I am so glad things have turned out alright with Stacie
Must be all your patience
Love to you and John

April 3, 2013 | Unregistered CommenterShirley

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