Old People Need Sleep

The last few nights in a row, we have been either out or up way past our bedtime.  Not only does it throw my mornings out of sync and the rest of the day suffers, I can't form complete sentences.  Things like "garbage can" come out "garbage van".  I even asked Pig Pen to put the mower on the deck.  Huh?  Of course it could be that we have been overworked too.  But I think it's because old people need sleep.  I need sleep.

So the garden is situated with the exception of a few tomato plants a friend gave us that I will put out tomorrow in place of my sorry seedlings that just aren't cutting it.  Feels pretty darn good albeit a few weeks behind schedule. 

Friday started the late run of nights out.  Much to my enormous joy, my nephew graduated from High School!  And I even managed to capture that elusive teenage smile!

Only in America can you drive a 30 mile crow fly and things change so drastically!  There were 32 kids in his graduating class.  There were 142 in mine -22 years ago!  This was a super nice group of kids.  The kind when you shake their hand it's firm.  Ma'am and Sir are a given.  Maybe it's because he graduated from the same High School my Mom and all her siblings did?  Where things like this were still important:

Saturday my friend Tricia came out.  I had to laugh because she asked if I wanted to go for a walk to 'get some sun'.  I told her she may call it walking but I call it gardening!  So she got her first taste of working the ground.  And she got a little sun too!  She re-seeded the empty bean and pea spots that washed out, helped mulch and all sorts of other random things.  It was a long day and she troopered right thru with me.

Thank you Tricia!!  I will forever call seeds "Marbles" and Marjoram will hence be known as Margarine :o)

Our hard work paid off in that Keith, her long time man, and the the other boys decided they would make dinner that night!  We didn't argue.  Instead - we hoped on the four wheelers and headed into the woods.  Tricia decided we could make our own path.  There was much laughter, running into trees, into each other (hey it happens!) and lots of gear grinding...which was mostly due to laughter I think! 

Oh, and Tricia was wrong, we could not make our own path!  But it sure was fun trying!

Sunday was my goof-up day.  At this point the words weren't coming out right.  I managed to pull it together long enough to hit some odds and ends.  When dinner time came, Pig Pen said he wanted spaghetti and he added "don't burn it."  Oh the audacity!  Like I would burn anything?  However, the last time he said he wanted spaghetti, I did burn it. 

Can't remember doing that in a long time!  But that's what you get when you come in all fast like and whip something together and then head back to plant corn! 

Sunday night we went to visit with some friends.  And got home late yet again.  However it's always worth it when you can spend time with others and talk about bees, chickens, walk their gardens and have homemade ice cream!

Now if the weekend didn't kill me, today surely did.  Pig Pen is off this week!  This is a novelty, trust me!  Usually everyone wants a piece of him and I have to wait.  For the most part, I am pretty easy going about this.  But there are so many things he wants to do on top of the things I want him to do.  So, it's long overdue that he gets to spend some time at home doing his things!

We spent the entire day trimming trees.  Lots and lots of trees.  Sound like fun?  Remember when you were a kid and before your Dad would mow, he made you pick up sticks?  I.Hate.Sticks.  We started in around 9am and finished up around 5pm.

Sadly, the old cherry tree had to go entirely.  We did salvage alot of it for the wood smoker. 

It was so nice to have him home.  I can not begin to tell you what a rare treat it is that we get to spend an entire day together, even if we did work our butts off! 

He probably thinks of it as foreplay.  Me?  I think Old People Need Sleep!!!

Hope you all had a wonderful weekend!