Tuesday, June 18, 2013

BLAHG









I SWEAR, Y'all---there hatten been a THING in my empty lil' ole head to write about.   These are just the answers to two nice letters from friends, enquiring if I'd dropped off the face of the Earth.

I kinda filled them in, with WAY more words than content, but perhaps they will suffice.
 
One to JANIE, at Southern Lagniappe,
 
 
Thank you, Darlin' Girl---I've been watching the weather thingy on the computer screen all day, and everything they had was immense and raggedy red-orange, but all passing the tip of Lake Michigan.   Now Caro said chance of huge hail (we went out and upended all the hugehuge tomato pots, as yet unplanted, over the smaller patio pots and scooched all the other stuff under the wide eaves, with all the new patio furniture backed up to the wall to shelter the plants.

 

I hope all stays well---I worry about all my family around the area---Sweetpea's having a sleepover with her Mammaw and Pappaw about an hour north, and it always seems to cut right across that corner.   And Chris is in Columbus, OH---has been since Monday, working on machines at four different sites around the area.  Thought he'd be home tonight, but always pack one extra day of everything, so he's OK for clothes and meds.

 

I don't ever sleep well when he's not in the house, and FuzzyPup has been moping all day---he didn't eat a bit of his supper for the past two nights, and I swear, he had not been out to tee-tee since MIDNIGHT.   I coaxed and coaxed, and was worried he might have another bad tooth hurting.   Vet pulled a couple last month.  

 

Caro said that's what he always does when we're gone.   So instead of calling him, I did the enthusiastic, "Where's DADDY??   Let's go SEEEE!" and he popped right up, danced around the door til I could get there, and pranced all around the yard.   Came back in and gobbled up his dinners, and now has taken his ease on a big pile of closet-contents I intend to toss-or-donate.

 

I cooked a big pot of collards last night til late, for Chris says they're better second day, and had several things laid out to cook.   I DID make a pan of my new kind of really good cornbread   Don't ever tell, but one of my secret vices when I have to eat alone is Cornbread with homemade Bleu Cheese Dressing.   and whatever's in the fridge.   Made a big bowl of Tuscan Tuna and White Bean Salad, which is also a quick open-two-cans thing for when there's just me.

 

My writing want-to is absolutely petrified into a tee-ninecy rock.   I loved your hummingbirds, and just consider it a fine art that you can capture such fragile, ethereal creatures which hover near you like you're Mother Nature herself. I fed one by hand once, with one of those big red plastic spouts (sitting behind the boxwoods on a sleepy, dusty Delta day for hours til it paid off).


I so apologize for having been so absent so long; I'm just so blasé about everything and can't rub two thoughts together some days.    I WANT some WANT-TO!!

 

Thank you so much for looking in---I so appreciate your prayers and thoughts any time.   You're often in mine.
 
 
And to MONA at WSPRSWEETLY  

Oh, you dear Sweetpea!!  How lovely to be missed.   All has been well---everybody's health is good, everybody's happy, and all WOULD be all right if I could just get my Want-Tos aligned with my Do-its.

 

We've had a glorious Spring---seventies and below most days, with the most luxuriant GREEN surrounding the house.   I cannot tell you how prolific our trees and bushes are.   Even the ivy (planted maybe twelve years ago, in about a dozen little clumps along the fence-line) has, as my Mother used to say, "just taken over" about half the back lawn.   It's just crawling for dear life (probably to get out of all that shade and into some sunshine) and we never let the guys cut it. 
 
 

 

It's just that I've just been what I've always called "wading mud" trying to get things done.   Only this year, it's more like wading fudge---it's got its sweet spots, and it's warm and inviting, but when you should be doing this or that, and that big pile of laundry or books or all the dishes from the past five holidays are all awaiting your attention---you're definitely up to your knees in FUDGE.

 

House-guests next week for a few days---my Sis and DBIL, who are simply delightful company---she says we've not had a complete visit til we've wet our pants laughing at least once.   They're bright and cheery (she's twelve years younger than I, and was practically my BABY when she was little, and he's Chris' age, also much younger than I) and we have some uproarious good times.   She's already planned that I'll cook one night, we'll go out one, and she'll do one of her slum-glorious big Tex-Mex feasts for everybody to come over and enjoy. 

 

We've had some really nice holidays, with mostly just us here in town gathered, but our youngest, our DDIL and our LITTLEST Grand were here for New Year's, and of course, our Sweetpea is here several days a week.   Does SHE enliven the place!

 

We spent a lively hour one day last week, the two of us standing at the end of the den, (I, for some reason, was both a Prince---one of her small suction cup arrows neatly at my side as a sword---and Queen, whenever she referred to me as such), as she introduced an endless line of royalty parading past us into the ballroom with the finesse of a courtier and the lungs of a hog-caller.  There were people from England and Iceland, France and Fairyland, and quite a drove of princes and princesses and dukes hailing from the proud state of VIR-JIN-JA. 

 Chris and I had just got back from a business trip over there, and I also spent one wonderful day exploring the lovely quaint little city with a DEAR online friend from Richmond.   We met Kim and Mike in 2009, after she'd read my blog for a while; he had e-mailed and said could he give her a trip here to meet me as her Christmas gift that year.   What a lovely compliment.   We four have met in halfway-cities several times since for wonderful conversations and fun.
 
And so, not a single room in this house is ready to receive company---the guest room closet has been long the "extra canned goods" pantry, for we find wonderful case-lots of good brands.  And occasionally, we just walk in and put down bags and crates "to put away later").  I'll go up to grab a can of dogfood, and find those forgotten nine cans of on-sale pasta sauce, or reach for what-I-think-is-corn, and it's a case of Mandarins that I just stubbed my toe on.
 
 
 Pete the canary has been spending the Spring in Sweetpea's room, in that good tree-filtered sunshine, so the carpet is seedy, and I'm sure there's birdie-fluff on her pretty rose-colored sheets.   I'm just behind on everything, and every room looks PRETTY, but needs  good swiffering and vacuuming and about twelve things removed to where they really go. 
 
We had a lovely Fathers' Day lunch at a place Chris chose---every sea creature imaginable on a plate, and his sushi was just a work of art---and then yesterday morning we had our annual Strawberry Breakfast on the patio for our neighbor Honey, who just turned 88.  It was all pinks and pastels and fruit and bread and cheese in the very-early dapples of sun through the leaves.



 
 
Oh, my.   I MUST get my mind to this house.   I think about it a lot, but unless Samantha imparted to me a bit of nose-wiggle magic all those years ago, I'll have to do things the old-fashioned way.   With a VERTICAL broom.
 
I love that you think of me---I certainly muse on your own wonderful family and house and all your beautiful creatings and plantings and paintings (now that's just MAKING ME TIRED).
 
love and,
 
Rachel
 
Do come sit a spell with me in the ivy.

 

6 comments:

Chesapeake said...

What wonderful chatty letters to your friends, Rachel. Thank you!

Boston & Maine were cold & wet, lobster delicious, but the wedding was absolutely the most fun one we ever attended, and the Hello Kitty ring just made it the utmost!

xoxo

jeanne, backyard neighbor said...

Good morning Rachel, I can't stop smiling at the post of the year. I haven't enjoyed reading anything as much as I enjoyed your random stories of your life in general. I was about to write you a 'where are you' comment as well. I read it twice and then told Beverly to go to your Blog. HA! Thank you for the update.

I loved your sitting areas so much. I know ivy is invasive but I do love it very much. I do worry about critters lurking under all that ivy though. I'm not mentioning what critters. LOL.

I am happy all is right with the world 'which is your home.' So many things in your life is much like ours. Family and lots of love being the main focus. We are camping with our children this coming Friday for a week. I'll be back.
Wishing you happy days sitting in your ivy covered garden with people you love.
xoxoxo, Jeanne

Beverly said...

Rachel, Jeanne gave me the "Rachel has a wonderful new post" alert when we had our early morning chat just a bit ago.

I can identify with the place you are. I retired in January, and I stay so busy. When I was working I had made a working routine which had designated time for blogging. Maybe I need a routine. Maybe I am meant to be a schedule kind of gal.

I am in love with being retired. I have jumped into some long time projects I love, and have accomplished so much. I find comfort daily knowing I don't have to be in that super stressful watch your back take out everyone you can political "bs" environment. Thank God for helping me be in a place I could get out. I had more than I could take and was about to explode.

I am certain I now hold the title of world's worst blogging friend. But, I hope you know I adore you and miss you. I found a soul sister when our paths crossed. Sending hugs, love and kisses from me to you.

Southern Lady said...

Oh, what a lovely visit, Rachel. Thank you so much for brightening my day. I needed it so!

I have been suffering from the side effects of antibiotics and cortisone trying to fight recurring bouts of bronchitis, and have felt absolutely awful ... so your sweet babblings this morning were just what I needed to perk me up.

So glad to hear you are well and looking forward to company ... and I'm sure they won't care one bit if they have to share their closet with cans of dog food and pasta!

I'm smiling just thinking of you sitting amongst all that GREEN and coolness of your garden ... and will look forward to seeing Lawn Tea at the top of my blog list again soon.

Cape Coop said...

I miss you!

Kim S. said...

I DID read this, back when you posted it but neglected to comment. That day was the best day of my summer so far! I think I detailed it so minutely to Mike and Momma that they would swear they were there, too!