My Weekend

Saturday morning, my father-in-law and brother-in-law dropped off my new (used) clothesline. Steve wanted to load up and go get gasoline for the mowers and the Bronco, so I used the opporitunity to make him go to the grocery store with me. When budgeting household expenses, (which apparently he has never done or someone has taken care of it for him), I try to explain the cost of food, paper products, gasoline, and our lunch money for the week. Somehow he has always figured in utility payments, rent, vehicle payments and insurance, and the buck stops there. He left IGA quite baffled at the small amount of food, but the enormous bill.

When we got home, he began mowing, and I went about cleaning, folding and hanging clothes, switching out laundry, sweeping floors. After the lawnmower belt broke, he came in for a break, and I informed him that the phones had been ringing off of the hook. I was not answering because I knew that th individuals were not calling for me. They have made it clear to me they wish no part of my input or presence in their lives.

He called them back, and of course, they needed money. And he gave in.

I insisted on a trip - I had to get out of this nonsense - away from the phone, and away from the situation for some peace and nature..so here are some shots of the lake.

When we got home, Tiffany showed up with John Paul's sons. I have been very worried about these little guys since the funeral. John was a HUGE part of their lives. We will keep them next weekend.

They seem to be ok, playing and playing. John John, the older will start kindergarten today.