I loved reading Janna's description of today's Dublin adventure and am thrilled that she is letting us in on her study abroad experience via her blog. I can't wait to see the pictures and think that there could be a book in her future.
This is easier than I thought it would be - that is to have Janna across the pond, as she calls it. I miss her, but am delighted that she gets to have this experience.
Today followed the simple routine of quiet time, shower, auto pilot (my version of housework), investment research. I enjoyed a visit from my friend and neighbor Beth. She is a exceptional wedding dress and evening gown couturier and I am in awe of her skill.
At 1 pm the dishwasher repair technician arrived right on time for today's appointment: Schroeder Appliance fished a twist tie, 1/4 teaspoon measuring spoon and a mysterious small black plastic piece out of the dishwasher motor area. Apparently the plastic piece came from the sink disposal which can't be good, but I'll worry about that later. Thankfully that seems to have fixed the loud noise and now the dishwasher cycles through without complaining.
The phone rang mid afternoon and Zane said he just called to say hi. I love it when the kids call. Tim called at noon and made my day. Dad called late afternoon, and said that they are getting a lot of rain in Gonzales and the market was pretty good today. He was going to watch Mad Money with the energetic Jim Cramer.
I am working through my bucket list that I made when the kids were all preschool age. The lengthy list was partly for solace knowing that they would they grow up and move away, and partly to keep my marbles intact. Reading was at the top of the list. So this afternoon, I continued reading an eye opening 20th century music history book loaned to me by Daniel. It parallels the World War II books I am also reading. And I can't wait to dive into Janice's find that chronicles stories of ordinary people. I record family stories and find personal stories and adventures riveting.
Staying busy really helps with the angst that wants to settle in with the sunset. There is a deep sense of responsibility I feel as a parent even though the kids are grown and doing well.
The next project that I hope to tackle is to make window coverings for the porch. I am vacillating between lovely linen or parachute fabric that didn't pass the military's strict guidelines and is being sold for a pittance. I'm partial to linen because of the way sunlight tip toes through the fabric dancing playfully on the opposite wall.
A tropical storm remnant is granting us plentiful rain and the world is green, which reminds me of Ireland and our sweet Janna, and Zane, and Quinn and Erica.
That's all for now.
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