..AND A GOOD TIME WAS HAD BY ALL
What a weekend!! Friday started off with a bang as I got to go to Simply Iowa's open house weekend with
Tamara Dirks Houseman . As we were getting out of her truck...who should we see parked directly in front of us but Cathy Linker Lafrenz and Honey...couldn't have planned that any better....always more fun when you can antique with friends ....and more expensive as well...as we "encourage" each other..." Oh yes, Tamara,you DEFINITELY need at LEAST eight of those windows!"....we concluded our outing by taking a "detour" into lovely Mt. Vernon , visiting a wonderful antique shop and eating lunch at a restaurant ( the Lincoln Cafe) which shall surely have a repeat visit from us.....great atmosphere, even better food.
Saturday ...ah, Saturday....a WHOLE day spent with friends knitting, laughing, visiting, eating, more laughing. It was another "meeting" of the official, yet un-official, fiber guild known as Sisters of the Soil... We met at the beautiful Spear House and Barn Bed and Breakfast in Tipton .While we were busy having a gay ol' time...my dear friend Amanda was busy birthing her second child... She WAS going to come knit with us...but her sweet new son Jude decided he'd rather have her undivided attention. Congratulations Amanda and Isaac ( and big sister Peaceful). We love you guys!
Sunday saved the best for last.....church in the morning was awesome as always. This afternoon was incredibly special... My Mom and Dad came out.....for the first time since October 2010. I'll give you the "Reader's Digest Condensed Version " here...but in December of that year, my mom ( who has Alzheimer's) took a fall down their basement steps in a fluke accident that resulted in a broken leg, and arm, a hospital stay, lots of rehab, and ultimately, her sentence in a wheel chair. Dad has taken such wonderful care of her through everything.... and this meant even more changes in their household...handicapped access in and out of the house (which HE built..yes, he IS awesome) ,a handicap van for her transport...and an abrupt halt to most of their comings and goings. They used to come out here and spend the day at least once a week...maybe twice. Today was an extra special day. Mom did really well, so did the van....both things Dad was concerned about. I know he enjoyed it. He always did..We spent alot of time talking, and mutually enjoying the country air. He spent alot of the afternoon out in the pasture and barns with Daron checkin out all the changes since their last visit....nodding his approval. That meant alot. You see...my dad is the King of looking at something...analyzing it,.....and then figuring out how to do it. During much of our building and project list over the last year and a half, we've been consulting over the phone, visiting him, sketching things out, having him call to edit his drawing or calculations. I know it did him good to see that everything turned out well, and that we are at least KINDA capable...(yeah, as far as the "control" thing goes THIS apple doesn't fall far from the tree...Daron's always sayin..."Jeesh, you are JUST like your dad!") .......I can only say, .....I hope so.
You see, I have managed to avoid thinking about this being her LAST year of high school to this point….yes, it’s close to the end of the school year, I’ve known it was coming for quite some time…yet those things like senior pictures (scheduled for 2 weeks from now) , a GRADUATION party (yeah, that’s scheduled too) and Prom are the things that are starting to shake me into reality….It’s over. It’s over , and it’s ok. My daughter is (almost) grownup…she is smart, and beautiful, and creative….and everything I’d ever hoped she’d be and more…and I got to be a part of shaping that…how could I not be ok with THAT…
