I should be vacuuming or cleaning the bathtub. Spritzin’ up the house a little bit. Because~~guess what?
Our youngest, Kiah, is coming home today! She’s going to be here until after her friend’s wedding in September (she’s the maid of honor), so maybe you’ll see her peeking out of an upcoming photo or six.
We are so excited about her arrival.
This morning, as I like to do on days when I’m not working at the school, Barry dropped me off exactly one mile from the house. The Black-eyed Susans and Queen Anne’s Lace beam from the roadside. The air still feels balmy without its early autumn nip.
The creative mind tried to write a story in her walking head entitled “Queen Anna’s Magnificent Lace” but the part of the self that just wanted to be present walking down the road listening to the birds chatter begged the story-writer to please be quiet, just for a little while, if you’re quiet now we’ll let you blog later. The vacuum cleaner part of self raised her eyebrows as if to say, “BUT THE HOUSE CLEANING! When will the housecleaning get done??”
We’re ignoring the vacuum cleaner part of self.
Before we watch our bebs disembark from the plane in Marquette, we’re headed for a knee specialist. His name is Dr. Colligan. (Note the spelling. Not as in Culligan Man who sells Water Softeners.)
Barry’s been having knee troubles since December. He’s put off this appointment with the specialist for a long time, but the knee has been getting worse and worse. He is limping wherever he goes. (The true reason for me attending the Baraga County Fair had more to do with assistance if he couldn’t make it out of the small animal barn.)
Luckily, synchronistically, the specialist scheduled the appointment for the very afternoon that our Kiah was flying in!
So we’re off, heading the Buick south and east toward the Big City.
We’ll accept any well-wishes that A) all Kiah’s planes will be on time and B) Barry’s knee will get fixed soon, to alleviate his discomfort.
Until we meet again, dear blog reader!