Ah to have teen daughters who have friends over for supper, b-ball hoop assembly, fire pit Smore's session and of course the requisite movie. Sweeney Todd is NOT Bek's cup o tea. And now it is 12:16, and the 4 young lasses and 2 laddies are keeping me way beyond my bedtime.
Oh the arms of Morpheus beckon me, the movie is done, and now they talk. I gave them the heave-ho speech once, next time I stand there until they leave. Don't they know I need every minute of beauty rest I can grab. You don't look this good without having to rack up the hours of sleep. Man, I'll never star in my own movie if I develop bags under my eyes.
(what a joke, my bags have bags!). Mom is at LGRH in Laconia, for a much needed retreat. It will be tough on Dad, and she made my brother Leo promise to take care of him.. If she actually didn't dote on him, she might not have run herself down so. Mom, don't let anyone tell you otherwise. You are a GREAT Mom, and from everything I see, an Excellent wife.
I've been reading an excellent book, I actually finished it, William Youngs "The Shack" I think Mom could appreciate this at some point when she's doing better. Ah, the company is leaving ... now I can lock up, set the alarm and go to be ... Yeah SLEEP! Bonsoir!
p.s. Wendy, if you read this, we have a job for Randy, set of deck stairs to even out our deck (match the left hand side, set an identical set on the right hand side, to make them symmetrical). Not to mention this will lead to our patio where we will sit to lounge.
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