Barn

I wonder about the men ( and maybe women ) who laid each stone over 100 years ago. I wonder about the people who patched the mason work within the last 50 years.

I love our barn.

Old wasp nests and all.

Memorial Day

I love Andy Rooney.

Whoa Nelly!

All I can say is WTF? Clearly, there are people more insane than the pseudo MIL.

Not a lot going on

So far things have been fairly uneventful since leaving work. This is a nice change. The only real eye-twitching moment was having to drive out to my mother's one evening after she dropped her 7-day pill tray. The meds went rolling everywhere. There was no way she would get them back in the days and times correctly. As much as I bitch about Eldercare, I really didn't want to come into my paltry inheritance sooner than need be.

The Minion will be 11 at the end of the month. My plan is to create a letter from Hogwarts like Harry had delivered to him and tie it to his Hedwig stuffed owl. I just need parchment like paper and a calligraphy pen. Then at some point he and 5 or 6 little friends will go see either the new Indiana Jones or Narnia. We only have one theater in town which shows 2 movies. Who knows when those flicks will come through here, so he might be having his celebration sometime in June. (Zoely, he would like Finn to come, so I'll let you know when I know. )

I've been spring cleaning. The amount of dust was frightening. I did the baseboards and behind things that never get moved. I had to unclog the vac hose. Guess I should do it more than once a year.