The youngest boy here, JCountryGuitarMan, discovered today that it does not take any liquor at all for my daughter, Tes, who calls him bronephew (he is her brother and her nephew, because he is my grandson and my son for the last seven years, anyway.) But, it does not take any liquor, at all, for the two of us to laugh hysterically for hours.
Had the most wonderful day. It started with a phone call from her, “Gee, mom, I’m camping in your neighborhood. Now, first, this seems like a strange thing to me. The woman teaches science and math at four institutions. She’s no dummy, but she made reservations for Monroe Reservoire three months ago and just realized that she is like less than twenty miles from my house?
Whatever the case, I’m glad she realized it, called and invited us to join them. I have my millions of projects that have to be done so passed at first, but she continued to text me and when I found out she had walked down to the water from her campspot, I was in like sin. I love water. Water energizes me. I was not passing up floating for the day.
So, off we went, husband, JCountry, and me. We played with their dog ‘Mia,’ who has, as her vet put it “Jazz hands” (or paws.) I mean, this is one really energetic puppy. She treats children as if they are popsickles/suckers. She’s one handfull of dog.
The water was wonderful but I think someone was trying to send me a message, as Turkey buzzards kept circling overhead.
Has to be one of my best days ever, and I’m sorry I forgot to post this timely, but still had to share it.