My brother-in-law Tommy usually comes to my back door when my house is in total disarray. Now Tommy is an all-around great guy and we enjoy his company, so it's not that we don't want to see him or anything. But Tommy (who lives just a few houses away) drops by when I have decided on a whim to paint the medicine cabinet, and its contents and all of the little bottles of paints of possible medicine cabinet colors are spread all over the kitchen floor. Or when we're in the middle of a craft project. Or the ironing board is out along with several weeks (months?) of ironing piles.
Often, when we've finished a Ten Minute Tidy, Bekah will say, "Okay, Uncle Tommy can come now." (But he never comes after a Ten Minute Tidy.)
So, we're expecting Uncle Tommy today.
Yep, the conditions are just right.
This morning, as Ron was getting ready to return to work after four days off, he dropped a pill on the floor and bent to pick it up. Then he said to me, "Oh...I didn't think our floors ever looked like that." I think that was a compliment. I think. Well, I'm going to take it as such. (If it wasn't, he really should have been more careful, don't you think? He did not need to drop that pill or get eye-level with the debris on the floor or gasp at what he saw there. He didn't.)
What a wonderful four days it was! (The debris on the floor only proves that we were doing more fulfilling things than tidying and vacuuming.)
This morning, as Ron was getting ready to return to work after four days off, he dropped a pill on the floor and bent to pick it up. Then he said to me, "Oh...I didn't think our floors ever looked like that." I think that was a compliment. I think. Well, I'm going to take it as such. (If it wasn't, he really should have been more careful, don't you think? He did not need to drop that pill or get eye-level with the debris on the floor or gasp at what he saw there. He didn't.)
What a wonderful four days it was! (The debris on the floor only proves that we were doing more fulfilling things than tidying and vacuuming.)
- A bounteous Thanksgiving.
- A lovely day of a little shopping, Thanksgiving leftovers, and watching A Christmas Carol.
- An exciting day of getting down the Christmas decorations, of four little guests, of subs for supper, of unwrapping the new ornaments, of tree trimming and mad libs and games and Miss Mary Mack.
- A day with our church family and more decorating and turkey pot pie and a little relaxing and a Hallmark movie.
Glimpses...
Today ten minutes is not going to cut it. The agenda includes vacuuming (in case Ron drops his pill tomorrow morning), mailing a package, lots of tidying, and World War I. (The World War I part is for school. We're not at war here. Unless you count the war on dust bunnies and crumbs.)
And tomorrow I'll be back to tell you about our most special Thanksgiving blessing!
This is such a cute post Cheryl, and I am so glad you had a blessed Thanksgiving. Loved the photos! Waiting for you to share that special Thanksgiving blessing
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Sue
Cheryl ... my gosh ... this is such a well-written and sweet posting. Sweet because, despite dust bunnies and husbands with too-good eyes, all that can be seen is love. And I'll bet that is what Uncle Tommy sees when he comes, too. A home filled with love. Who wants to live in a house that is PERFECT ALL THE TIME? It wouldn't be "real", as the Velveteen Rabbit story conveys. Your photos are precious. I love each and every one of them. I love the fact that you put name plates at your table on Thanksgiving. And I wonder, I just wonder, what that sweet Thanksgiving blessing could have been? (smile)
ReplyDeleteFrances, you guessed! :-D
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