The girls did many many things over the weekend — although half of those “things” are mostly chores and such… (Not so thrilling).
But yesterday afternoon, when both L and C were completely exhausted, they found Niece #4 extremely hilarious.
Today, peach Chobani yogurt appeared in our fridge. (heaven!)
It seriously is one of my favorites.
(gotta love the whole “taken with a webcam so the letters are backwards deal” — oh joy)
I know now who got the yogurt, which ruins the excitement of having your favorite yogurt mysteriously appear in your refrigerator, but nonetheless it is still good.
Tonight L came home and arrived in the Cavern with some strawberries in hand, so we sat in bed enjoying the delicious fruit.
(confession… i love us)
For some reason we have a banjo in our house. I don’t know why. But who cares how it got here, I just take every chance I get to take it out of its case and pluck a few good ‘ole banjo strings!
(again — webcam backwards deal. gah!)
And even though I am far from any professional status when it comes to banjo playing, it makes me quite content just being able to play a few easy chords. LOVE.
I mean, seriously — I’m able to play Keith Urban and Josh Turner on the banjo! What more could I need?!
(that was a rhetorical question…)
I thought I’d show you all how beautiful we are in the morning — or how not beautiful we are in the morning… ha. Details.
J is on her way to Boston — she’s been awake since 5:30. So apparently she and I are trading spots in who wakes up the earliest. And L? She still holds 1st place with sleeping in. Thata girl.
Unfortunately for L, I could only catch her sleeping, but she was lucky enough that she happened to be covering her mouth.
J was up bright and early… So when I text her for the photo, I just said “Still have a morning face? If not, make one, take a picture, and send it to me…”
So this is what we got:
And me? Looking like my usual morning self… which doesn’t usually mean a good thing. (There is a reason why I take a shower every day)
(I hope y’all are looking better than we are!)
Sometimes L comes home from work and discovers things like this:
Appetizing? That’s the exact word they used!… But not really.
L’s reaction? Something similar to having a mental breakdown.
Speaking of mental breakdowns…
L and C (and everyone else in the North Country) have been experiencing some bipolar weather. The consequence? C has been drinking hot chocolate, which seems normal — but it’s JUNE.
What’s J up to?
anging out with our Shmelville girl… Who, by the way, is making very similar faces in both pictures — I guess someone’s in a rut!
2)She is counting down the days until she is home. (‘nough said.)
3) Making C’s day by sending her a text saying “Gosh you belong in Georgia”.
- If you’re bored of your summer music choices, here’s what the girls recommend:
J: Restless by Alison Krauss (some country tunes are never a bad idea!)
L: Cameo Lover by Kimbra
C: Cold Shoulder by Josh Turner (surprised?)
Our coffee supply has been quite low recently… And low means completely gone.
Somehow I survived; I love the routine.
But this morning there was coffee. (hallelujah)
Every morning our schedule is open for yard work and outdoor projects. So this morning we headed out to do some weeding, dead-heading, digging, etc. But then after 30 minutes or so it started raining.
Now, there’s something you need to understand. I don’t do dirt. Or bugs. Or plants and bushes that scrape my skin and leave red marks. Nope, I don’t do it. So going out there and playing in dirt is hard enough.
But RAIN? It turns dirt into mud and this does not make me happy… Not to mention how wet I was!
It was quite the morning.
Other than getting wet and dirty and falling in love with clean showers because of being dirty, I’m listening to this track.
(A new friend from Spain showed it to me)
It’s completely different than most Adele covers, and talk about groovy… Major score.
It’s a beautiful day at home. Sunny, not too hot, and there are sounds coming from all over this little bustling neighborhood.
My day started with breakfast at our famous Madrid Hometown Diner. It was just me and F.L.A.B #1. (I still laugh at that name for the poor boy… I’ll have to get more creative).
Short ‘n sweet. But nice.
My day then continued with dogs. Yes, you read that correctly. Dogs.
Little Brother is dog-sitting BIL #3 and Sister #3′s two dogs. But I end up doing some things with them too.
Loving: The newly baked bread sitting on top of our oven. It’s just so pretty looking… and now I sound strangely obsessed with how bread looks. Huh. Moving on.
Not loving: Our empty chocolate chip container. ‘nough said.
I thought I’d be flying in a plane for eight hours today, sitting in an airport for nine hours, taking a short flight to Syracuse, NY, and then spending tonight at a friends house before driving home tomorrow morning. But that’s not how things worked out.
We arrived at the airport, returned our rental car, and went to check-in when we saw our flight number with a nice fat red word next to it. “Canceled”.
Well at least the pressure of checking in on time was gone! We now had nothing to worry about EXCEPT getting another flight. But it worked out.
We’re going home tomorrow. So I had another day here in Spain. I haven’t been productive at all beside sending a couple emails and making granola for my hosts here in Camarma.
That’s it. I’m just waiting for tomorrow.
Welcome to the big one-nine L! We love you and all your spunk. Keep being so cool (Lord knows one of us has to do it). <3
I had one last full day here at home and I spent it with my special loves. And although I could write about the day, pictures are just so much more fun!
And I HAVE to show you this awesome sweatshirt L owns that I wore all day.
And that’s that.
I’m leaving home today — so goodbye Madrid and St. Lawrence County. You’ll be missed.
I’m leaving the country for a month. A whole month. Craziness.
I’ve never been to Germany or Spain, so both will hold completely new experiences for me.
Flying on a plane? Not such a new experience. I know exactly what it’s like, how my ears always pop or don’t so I sit there completely irritated, or how I always ask for ginger ale and pretzels, and how I have a hard time enjoying any film that might be playing because 1) my stomach is never settled and 2) with my ears having their issues I have a difficult time hearing the movie…
Not to mention the extremely small seat where my knees are almost always touching the seat in front of me, and my shoulders are even forced to stay up straight.
Bucket List: Fly in first class
The one thing I know about Germany and Spain? They’re far from New York.
They don’t have small town diners that play country music 24/7 (one of my favorite things), and I’m sorry, but I know for a fact that they won’t have this girl to spread any sunshine.
And I’ll admit it. I’m gonna miss F.L.A.B. #1 (Friend Like A Brother) [sorry boy -- I couldn't come up with a better name for you... help! anyone!?] driving around in his
beat-up beautifully aged Buick with his white sunglasses.
Unfortunately I don’t have a picture of such a thing.
I only have a pink sunglasses photo…
(I think that photo is just as good.)
But I’m gonna miss them…. It’ll be a long month without them.
Don’t worry. I will survive.