Steve and I set out early this morning to see about a water leak (he is on call) and drove through some of the most beautiful county I've seen in a long time. Long dirt lanes with trees overhanging. Places I long to live. Maybe someday we'll find that place. For now, we'll deal with what we have.
When we got back home, the storms kept threatening, but he wanted to try and mow before the rains started. Just as he was approaching the lawn mower shed the rains let loose. Goody !! I thought to myself, we can go out for breakfast !!! We loaded up in the truck, "Lets get this over with..." he mumbles, I am grinning ear to ear. So a HUGE breakfast at his buddy's restaurant, and as it turned out, several of his friends from school stopped in too, so he was glad. As I listened to him visit with them about all the brush he was going home to burn from all of the downed trees, I knew that out trip to the mega hardware/farm store was shot - so I called mother. She was just beside us shopping, so when we finished our meals I had him drop me off at the store. I'm glad too, because this is a second hand store, clothing, bedding, mattresses, ANTIQUE DRESSERS WITH THE HUGE MIRRORS AND SIDE DRAWERS (another post about mine that is gone now)...and I loved it.
I went to her house for a bit, and then we were on our way. Excellent shopping day - and at the checkout I told the little guy - "I bet he won't send me after his jeans alone next time !" We all got a good chuckle. I love hardware stores - that is odd to some of you probably, but I could spend all day dreaming of outdoor paradise in the works in those stores.
After we left, we stopped by the seafood market for fresh fish fillets, (I had promised the crew a fish fry tonight, and we haven't been fishing in eons - ) but the selection today was unusually poor. Mother decided she was hungry, so off we were down the main drag of Fort Smith's eateries, when she mentioned Granddaddy's suits. Apparently, the laundry lady at the nursing home WASHED his suits in HOT WATER in the machine. So they are ruined. He insists on suit and tie everyday. He's 94. Whatever he wants, I figure, he'll get, and we will see to it. This led to a drop in at the mall, JC Penneys for suits for him and new slacks. Very fruitful there also, as mother reminded me that she hadn't gotten my birthday gift yet, and all summer stuff is 50 - 60 % off...Goody again ! Two new pajamas in the most incredible fabric. I'm happy now.
Rushed home to shower and enjoy the 2nd day of our 3 days alone time - since the fish fry was cancelled due to rain, and his father called. He was on his way home and wanted to drop off a saddle that Steve had bought from him, so we said "Come on over."
At the hardware store, I bought clothesline. And Katherine, you were right, all I had to do was show it to Gene, and he said "I'll have a clothesline made for you..".... Goody again. He also took the 3 new bluebird houses to drill the holes for the screws so I can put them up. One of our houses is full of babies...I'm a bird watcher too. I love it. I only wish that I were mature enough when Grandmother was here to enjoy this with her. It was a passion to her too.
Gene left, and I showered, and now I'm in the new pajamas !
I called mother and told her to let Granddaddy know that we bought the new suits. I will take them down weekend after next when I go to the all day singing at Grandmother's graveside. I've never been to one, but mother said she went often as a child, and truly enjoyed them. She said they have food on the grounds and sing hymns all day.
I haven't heard from the teenager yet, so I guess he is faring well in the city. Mother called last night and said that a sheriff had been to my rent house (across the street from her) , apparently looking for someone who used to live there, and before he left, she gave him a "what-for" for scaring her so badly. She instantly thought that something had happened to one of us on the road. He left, apologizing to her profusely and promising that he'd never scare her again. This is funny, especially since she's 5'1, and weighs 95 lbs soaking wet. Poor mother, how dare he.
This has been a good day, and the time we have been able to spend together was much needed. ....Not to mention when he is in agreement with me always helps....:) !
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