Monday Noon

Ah, the party. It was wonderful. Thank Heavens for everyone who pitched in and especially my sidekick for the weekend, Cousin Karen.

I will be eating bruschetta and mozzarella for the rest of the week, but trust me, that's okay.

The Speechifiers showed up en masse with the Queen Bee and Prince Consort setting to the cooking like it was nothing and 1, 2, 3, whipped up hot dogs, hamburgers, and grilled veggies. Brilliant.

Silk and Daughter and Hercules came.

Queen Mediocretia, representin'. God bless, all the way from St. Louis?!

And of course, Reality Check Woman.

It was a busy, fabulous weekend.

I realized just how many friends I have. And just how lucky I am.

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I am tired. I am sticky. I need a shower and a change of clean clothes and long nap. I'll be spending the winter cleaning up my house, but that's okay.

Cousin Karen and I dropped RCW off at the airport.

Cousin Karen is still in the accumulation phase of being a house holder and it was with much relief that I gave her some Indian fabric I'd been hanging on to. (No idea why.) I also had a Litter Maid cat litter box that the cats found impractical and unpleasant. I got that out of storage for her. I had some bubble bath etc. that I knew I wasn't going to use. And long ago and far away, my stepfather refinished a small oak desk/secretary for me. I've never really used it but Karen fell in love with it, so we spent a lot of time figuring out how to get it into her tiny car.

But in the end, we did.

It's just me and the kitties now. I'm very tired. I hereby abandon all hope of getting the house into any semblance of order today.

I'm very grateful. I'm very tired. And mostly, I am very, very grateful.

Thank you, one and all.