Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Pretty Flowers, Burping Poultry and a "New Arrival"
Not much to say today, really. We had a nice weekend in Fillmore for Memorial Day. It was easier and more pleasant than expected because we snagged adjoining hotel rooms so we wouldn't have to try to cram all six of us into one room. Mostly I just wanted to brag about my flower bed. We got home and the irises were going like gangbusters. They are supposed to bloom in the fall, too, but they haven't yet. Maybe this year. I swear the yellow ones smell strongly of lemons. My garden is almost all up now and my white nectarine tree is completely decked out in little fruitlets. Life in abundance.
Here is another little Boston funny. He climbed into bed with us yesterday morning when I was still feeding the baby. She made a funny sound burping when she was done and he laughed and said that she sounded like a chicken. We laughed a little, but this wasn't that funny because she does sound like a bird half the time, usually a squawky sea gull. But then he got this really thoughtful look on his face. "Burping a chicken is DUMB."
PS. Mark's mom played a little joke on me this weekend from the other side of the veil. Mark's dad ordered some new engravings for their tombstone. It was a little outdated because on the back it lists each child of Dwight and JoAnn and then under them, each grandchild. Well, last year Leslie was still the only one on our family's list. This year when we went to visit the grave all the cousins were in an uproar. The stonecutter had listed our family as "Leslie, Boston, Cooper, Macy, Gage". Gage is my nephew, the fifth child of Paul and Marcia. The stonecutter told Grandpa Day that there were only two ways to fix the mistake. They could replace the entire stone, or Mark and Jackie could have another boy and name him Gage!!!
Next year there will be an entirely new stone. Ha ha, oh mom-in-law of mine. Someday I'll get you back for that one.