Weekend review

Friday was the last day of a week long early release. What perfect weather for it.
The children longed so and so I cast care to the wind and gave Joy to the little adventures. It was in the mid 70*'s. They so enjoyed playing National Treasure and the fort was an under the earth archeological dig and they were getting wet int he "cave"
The earth is a clay packed mess but boy the taste of summer was on their tongue and I gave them a gift of "muddy kids", tub and towels. Oh and rain coats.

I took the day Saturday and selfishly :) detailed my beautiful master bedroom. When we took the house off the market last July it has been full go every day used up. The room was a disaster of boxes and all the art for the walls stacked awaiting being hung back up. I am so happy to go to bed now and to wake up. It is so pretty. I so miss my curtains though. I sold them when we had the house up for sale. I am thinking of making some new ones but it really is much better not to have the cloth (asthma).
Funny thing I have never taken a photo of my master , but perhaps one time if that. I do not like posting my bed chamber. It is my marriage sancuary. Sorta my holy ground.

Sunday Morning
A ring on the phone and a knock on the door.
A show of interest on the camper we have up for sale.
So My Love washed it down as I tended indoor tasks.
He pulled it out to the street and we opened it up and I had the very sad emotional task of dealing with my own loss and seeing the devistation on My Beloved face. You know he would give me the moon. He is such an amazing provider. We choose to not buy a truck to replace the 4 runner. NO DEBT PERIOD!
We are denying the temptations (though it is not really very tempting) to buy a truck that could pull it.
I emptied all the wonderful memories out of each drawer and every cubbyhole , loaded them into boxes and took great courage. I also did my best to encourage him. I thanked him and am truly grateful for the opportunities to have the camper these last five years. We have not been able to use it more that the 5 times I think , but it sure was fun to have my little cabin in the woods.
We might do the tent thing. Perhaps we can pack it up on top of the truck.

He also spent the weekend building an Entertainment thing of sorts for me. Now I have a TV (the one in storage that has a sweet sotry) It was given him when he was laid off because some of the cafiteria workers entered his name in the raffel.
Well now I have a vcr and a dvd in the studio.
The time goes so fast now when I am on the exercise bike.
This will enable me to use the vcr tape to learn the surger machine.
The room is still under renovation of sorts so I'll show you later

So tonight while Daddy Man worked through problems 12-16 with Dove and Two spelling test with Dash I stood at the island and polished my tea strainer.
It was really neglected.

In my B/C (before kids) days, I would make myself a fine pot of loose leif tea and practice those childhood tea parties I never really got to dream about. I would read my Victoria Magizine in my Edwardiam living room (at least I attempted the pierod).
At my door in the Scottsdale house was my corispondence desk.
My pot would sit on tray and I would write many many letters of gratitude, encouragement and such. It was wonderful , My mail box was just on the other side of the door. I would use stickers and stamps of viarius seasons. It was pure indugence of the finer things of those days long ago.

Back then I had the most beautiful long hand writting and at times I would use caligraphy.
When Dove came home I almost tore my hand off in an accident and I lost my writting. Pained I would exercise and it never really came back. I tore some tendons. When Dash was I baby (10-11) months old I fell with him in my arms. I was right after he came home from Russia. I once again tour that hand by bracing the fall and stoping the babies head from hitting a foot stool. It was another 8 weeks of diaper changing one handed. Funny thing both my kids were diapered one handed. This is my desk. It is a roll top. I still treasure it and have many of my cards still in the cubbies. My that was 11 years ago now.

Tonight with my newly resurected tea strainer I sit here at my corespondece "keyboard" and hope and long to offer others the same Love and compassion that I came to know.
If you have ever known what it is to not be loved...
Love became a powerhouse within me when I come to know it.
It has been a real nice pot of tea tonight.