I’m sitting in my rumpus room as I write this, watching a storm roll in while the aroma of a freshly cut bunch of lilacs fills the room. I spent the whole day picking up the house and doing some dusting and vacuuming. It felt really good to be wholly domestic for a change. If only I could have mustered up the motivation to cook a gourmet meal for Husby. Alas, we had a frozen pizza. Delicious, of course, but definitely not gourmet. Husby spent a good portion of the day doing yard work. It’s hard to get a lot done when there’s rain every day, but this morning the skies were clear so the grass was mowed, some flowers were planted, and hostas were split and distributed.
This weekend we’re going to a high school graduation party to help our little (6’7″) nephew, Fojo, celebrate his grand accomplishment. I’ll also be getting busy getting ready for the Chateau St. Croix Fete des Fleurs next weekend. I can hardly wait to have a sip of wine with the gang again.
For now I’m going to snug in and read in bed between fresh sheets while the rain spashes against the windows.
I hope everyone has a great weekend.
