I didn't realize how long it had been since I had posted. At the end of the school year, things are always very hectic and this year was no exception. Thursday before Memorial Day and the weekend before my last week of school, I got hit with allergies. I was hit worse than I ever had been, so I went to the FNP. I didn't get my usual nurse, but the newbie just out of school 6 months or so and apparently someone told her the patient never really knows what is going on. She gave me some Carter's Little Pills apparently, for they do nothing for my allergies and I continued to sound like Nicole Kidman in Moulin Rouge or Val Kilmer in Tombstone. Apparently I looked like Doc Holliday, too. I finally went back to the clinic after a month of coughing (I actually was keeping Scott awake at night, if you can believe it,) and was diagnosed this time with bacterial bronchitis. That hasn't slowed me down much, except with sleeping - and that is overrated. I'm down to just an inhaler for about another month - no biggie - except the remembering part.
Lyn didn't go to Europe, a choice she made - but we are making good use of that choice. (I must admit to being secretly glad she is home - and Scott has not been secretive at all about being just really happy to not have to get in that "cigar tube" for 10 hours.) She and I have painted the dining room, living room and hall way a lovely shade of baby poop, which she insists on calling a warm gold and the foyer is a deep red. It has made a huge difference. A little rearranging of furniture for the first time in 10 years, new patio chairs, and I'm almost in a new house. The sofit and facia get the next treatment, then the kitchen ceiling and then new carpet/flooring sometime this fall, maybe. I wish I'd done it all last year right after the tornado, but after I'd waited a week and then Mother died - I just didn't particularly care.
Meantime - I was in Lowe's...I spy out of the corner of my eye, a clearance of rugs rolled up on this rack. I just glanced at one and see that it is marked 6'x3'. No way that rug is that small - so I look a little closer just out of curiosity. I like the colors - deep chocolate and dark red. I'm about to turn away and another woman is walking up to the rugs...and I notice the price. $38! Well, I want to look at this rug a little bit closer, but that lady has a look in her eye of definite rug avarice. So, I scoop up the little so called 6'x 3'rug and lurch in the direction of a cart. I still don't think I'm buying this rug, but I'm willing to look to make sure that doesn't say $138 on the plastic shrink wrap binding this rug into a carpet mummy. I finally find a salesperson to guard the rug long enough for me to find a cart and wrestle the thing into it. You know, just so I can look at it leisurely without being clocked in the head with a paint sprayer by the lady with the evil rug eye. I roll the rug around while I get my wood filler and door sweep and window glass to fix the kitchen door for the second time in a week. (The dog ran her head into the glass and broke it the first time, and the second time, I'd fixed the threshold and the sweep and couldn't get the door open again - so I nudged it - just nudged it with my hip and it broke out another pane.) But back to the rug. I got it home - it was $38! I couldn't leave it there. Evil eye would not have a cat to shed on this rug while he gazes at himself in the mirror. Evil eye would have it neatly under the coffee table surrounded by chintz chairs and a quitely plaid sofa and matching endtables. Yes, it would fit...the thing is an oversized 5'x 8'. Again, out of curiosity, I looked up the name on the big sticker on the back and the cheapest I could find the rug I have ANYWHERE on line was $168 on sale. Lowe's claims not to even carry it. I really like it with the other four in the room with it! Though I may look into overdying the real Oriental rug someday.
Aaron spent a few hours at the ER last night. He describes it fully and funnily on MySpace or whatever it is that he and Lyn subscribe to. "Man pains" was all I got out of him until I overheard him calling in to work to get the night off. I wound up driving him to the ER and staying in the lobby until Lyn got there after her date. She stayed with me till midnight and then 10 minutes after she left, he was released - of course. I'm hoping the ultrasound tech doesn't sue him for sexual harrassment. Although, since he was the one naked and she was the one in the position of "power" it may not stick. Your imagination may wander freely about the building, but you still wouldn't be able to top him. Sufice it to say, I may yet get to be a grandmother if the fairy godmother will produce a girl out of a pumpkin someday.
My big news besides working on the house is that I've birthed 8 tomatoes! I'm so proud. We've tried growing things on these rocks ever since we moved in and have never had any luck. My dad's tomatoes are 6' tall and tree like - planted a week before mine. He had his first ripe tomato on June 1. I had a tomato on June 1, it still isn't ripe. But I'm still proud. I have 10 plants and 7 of them are over 7" tall. I may have a red one on the 4th. If not, we'll have 8 fried green tomatoes and burn the rest with the fireworks!
Hope everyone is having fun.
Freda Lynn
