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One More Day

Well, if you count today, two. Mother has been away, in Key West, since last Wednesday. It took me several days to adjust to the quiet, and to the idea that I could keep to my own schedule.. Friends have asked what Dear Husband and I did while Mother was away, expecting great things. Actually, other than eating out, life continued along the same basic lines.

We ate out one night with one of my stepsons and his girlfriend. The kids went on to a movie, but we headed home. Dear Husband had to work the next day, and he gets up at 4:30 in the morning on work days.

We also had lunch out one day, and brunch on Sunday morning. I enjoyed not having to shop, to prepare food, or to have to clean up in the kitchen. I used my extra time to cut pieces for a new quilt and to listen to a book on tape.

Tonight will be a bit disrupted. My stepdaughter has just purchased a used dryer for a condo that she and her husband are selling. DH has a truck big enough to carry it, so they've asked him for some help. I'm going to prepare a pot of chili early today so that he can eat, and then go out. I plan to do a little more work on the quilt pieces.

So, tomorrow will be my last day of sorta-solitude ("sorta" because the cat and my stepson have been here, quiet though they be). I have office work to do, and Christmas stuff to reorganize in the basement. My niece and her boys are coming to dinner. It's all pretty normal activity for us. No, Diane, DH and I have NOT run naked through out the house. Even if there was a fire I'd stop to put on clothes! *G*

I have to go....the office calls. If you were looking for excitement, this wasn't the right stop.

Comments (8)

Cop Car:

You've certainly been having the weather for chili. I fixed HH a big pot of it on Saturday. He finally ate some of it for his lunch, today. (Ummm...I'm picturing this fire that you're talking about having. Since I can't see without my glasses, and since in case of fire the first thing I'd lose--other than my mind--would be my glasses, you're safe with me. Is it the fire scene that made you request that robe?)

yeah....it was nippy out there today....

Hmmmm....glasses. You have a point there.

No, I've just worn out the last robe. I tried replacing it with a terry cloth robe and that was a disaster. I need a conservative flannel robe. The one that just died was Black Watch Plaid. Hint, hint!

Cop Car:

You're in line right behind Dudette (although, before I get specifications out of her I could probably have one made for you.) Get your specifications together, and if you beat Dudette to the punch, you might get a robe this year! Just keep in mind that the work might not be up to your standards!!

What an incredibly generous offer! Thanks, Cop Car, but I couldn't possibly ask that of you, especially since I could do this for myself. Put Bogie in my place. I'm sure she'd love a Cop Car made robe.

And what's this non-sense about MY standards?? I'm sure you do fine work.

Cop Car:

I remember making myself a dress during the first summer that HH and I were married (during which, due to last minute cancellations of both of our promised jobs, we lived with HH's family.) It had a side zipper--the placket for which I managed to have open forward instead of back. I just couldn't face taking it apart to fix it. My angel of a mother-in-law stepped in and said that if I would give her THAT dress, as it was, she would buy me the material to make myself another dress. My standards are so low that I let her wear the dress that way! (I WAS somewhat embarrassed over it, though.) HH's family were so generous to me.

You had an amazing mother-in-law! What a generous woman she was! Some women would have made the offer, and then tucked the dress away. She had moxie to wear it proudly. She was a winner!

Cop Car:

See my e-mail for this comment. The censor won't let me say what I want to say!

Cop Car tried to post a message to this thread about her mother in law. Here is an edited version:

She WAS quite wonderful and was such a good and generous grandmother to Dudette and Bogie. I haven't lived up to her standards. She set the bar awfully high.

As I recall, the dress was a dark brown cap-sleeved sheath with an inset vee-shaped "bib" (I think it was ecru eyelet and lined). Since it was a dark color (all of her dresses were--she looked quite elegant as she worked in their drug store), and since the zipper was under her arm, she figured that no one would see the zipper anyway.

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