|I all want to do is sleep... has been my litany all day -- but what a magical day it's been DESPITE myself LOL!
I've been having my Garage made into a place for storage -- for those things of Gordy's, mine and Mom's that, as of yet, has no home, but is extra special and can't be sold yet, or given away, i.e. some limbo tchokes, object d'art and furniture!
Gordy likens it to a Japanese household tradition, where they have a "gallery" of sorts to display their art, and it changes..I'll ask the name of it later. Consider my house that gallery! Man it's over-run with stuff and more stuff! It's bulging at the seams.
I stir and move slowly because that "Mack truck" came by and ran me over again...and it was carrying a heavy load -- ouch...but Gordy comes over and plays a message that's on his phone from William! And he wished me a happy birthday, and he was pleased with the aerobed we sent him...[it had been on backorder for so long, but it got there around his birthday, the 22nd, so that was good] and he said it was the best night sleep he had had! That made our hearts soar!
Ok, back to getting up and getting dressed. Kim has done a lot already (and Gordy helped a lot, as did Douggie) and she's already stoked about the storage (BTW, if you ever need a person to help you plan, organize, garden, lanscape, build you a house, or a gourmet dish, etc. call Kim at "We're Getting There") AND, my b'day prezzie is outside...I have to hurry to get my clothes on to see it -- oooooh lovely ... A "birdbath" and plantings and lilacs cut, arranged beautifully -- I'll have to take a shot or three later and post it!
And, this means Kim finally trusts me to (maybe?) keep a living green thing alive! It's brilliant.
So, get ready(ish) i.e. no makeup etc, to take Mom to the Md in Coupeville. We don't make our typical stop at Knead and Feed because I have a migraine coming on...and besides, Mom, all I want to do is Sleeep (I Whine)....! My driving FWIW, was not stellar, no wonder Mom asked to drive us back, but I wouldn't relinquish the helm.
I get home, ready for Stadol and sleep when, a flurry of good energy, you have to go upstairs to the room...I do, and there, in the windows, are these brilliant "garden art", in front of the screens, so Zach and /or Olivia, don't do a repeat of Zach's plummet from the 3rd story...they can get all excited by the swallows, even leap onto the iron garden art, and they will not go sailing 3 stories and tempt fate again...This is a gift from Mom, gorgeous...and Kim and her LOML, Douggie, helped design it to fit in the window.
I'm about to head upstairs, when Kim runs in to tell me that Mom's neighbors, aka "the ladies" just stopped by! Very cool! And, maybe Mom will be distracted somewhat by them and less freaked out by the changes.
I am afraid that they will slip on the throw rug I put down the night before, and I run for the non-skid thing to put under it, before they enter...they don't come in after all..but it's down, and time to pick up all the stupid peanuts (white packing thangs) that fell in haste. Well, I'll get to them later, because I need to be a good hostess...so, drink and food? Egads -- unprepared!
I look frantically for something to offer them, and they said they didn't need anything, that they are just back from a meal (phew -- truth? or too polite to say, I dunno, but I'm temporarily "off the hook").
Wow. Time to sleep....or not? Stadol taken, but ut oh, the phone rings, and it's Lynn Ohlinger Harris from a gazillion years ago, and it's wonderful to chat and there's so much to talk about we have to write and play catch up -- but ooooooooh -- what a treat!!!
Back to sleep? Maybe a few moments, when I'm called to the phone -- Aunt Joan calls!!! She sent a card, as did Crissi, my sister (of choice and spirit) from Brisbane, but Joan is on the phone! As we talk, Gordy and Doug are bringing up the stairs a piece that she and Uncle Jay (Mom's brother who is 8 years her junior, and sadly died way too young at 40 -- and on Joan's birthday...someone driving this planet has a nasty sense of humor sometime) and I tell her they are heaving it up now. To my delightful surprise, Joan was thrilled! She said, "I love(d) that piece" and I do too, and love that it was theirs, and I never thought to tell her that it has travelled with me since she gave it to me many many many years ago.
Ok, sleep? Well, my tummy speaks -- so down the stairs to grab some cold 'za slices courtesy of Gordy and BestaRound Pizza, aka Millie's as we call it.
Answer some inquiries from Kim and turn to head into the house, finally some sleep... when...look! It's Jenny!!! Hi, I wave, in my jammies, then, look it's Hannah and Robby, (ut oh, I'm in my Jammies!) and here come the kids, and I'm still stadol-ish, and mind is blown -- thank you Gordy for all your hard work -- oh my I can barely speak -- and the words I find are stupid incoherent ones..gak.
Home made Jennifer Coale Valdez Cheesecake with strawberries (aka awberries -- a photo insert later)
mmmm mmmm goodness (but ooops gobbled it down and then remembered last night I had bad beginnings of bile in my mouth and bad portents of potential ERness...) I have to stop mid cake...!
And, I can't follow the conversations, my brain can't wrap itself around anything, and I blurt things out while others are talking and I'm just a mess...but I love these guys, and I can't be present, here, whole, to enjoy and tell them of my being so ticked that they are Here! Why can't I say the words and what loving feelings I feel?
So, now I can sleep, finally, but..wait, nope, Mom is unhappy with what we brought over from her Condo, hoping she'll enjoy her familiar things, but it backfires, so I have to move things around for her, and she's not happy, and well...it isn't happening, I'm too tired to move anything more, and I am getting to that place I am often placed throughout my life, no matter how hard I try, I can't make her happy...so I'm bummed, until Gordy and I sit together on the couch, my toes in the "mink" throw, and just sit, not talking...rest my eyes...time to get some sleep?
Ok, so after this posting, time to go to sleep...
It was a lovely birthday, my loved ones here, and, I forgot to mention, I rounded up all of us to the garage, and we took measurements, and they were signed by the height-ee, and there they are, for posterity, and we need to paint a tree or some such thing...I don't plan on leaving this house, but if I do, it gets cut out of the storage wall, and comes with.