Sunday, June 16, 2013
And then we loaded up all our soggy towels and stale crackers and came home again. I called my dad tonight to wish him Happy Father's Day--he and mom were at a graduation party today. We talked a little while and he said, "Would you like to talk to your mother?"
It made me laugh because this is how our phone calls usually go, but tonight I said, "No, I called to talk to YOU because it's Father's Day."
Oh, oh, true. We had a nice conversation. My dad is easy to talk to.
I overheard Jay on a long phone call to his own dad, and some girls came by tonight with brownies and what a great day this was. Always thanks and love, lots of love, Val
It was quite a decade.
The boat made it into the water for the first time and made it back on the trailer at the end of the weekend, me driving the boat for the first time, haven't driven any boat at all since about 2005. Whee.
Oh, there are more pictures of this fine weekend, but first this mosquito who has bit me in the foot about ten times and is in my face now? He'd better run for his life. love, Val
Thursday, June 13, 2013
It was a gorgeous day on the college campus, and I wished I had my camera along, but did not.
When Maria asked if I was going along to this event I asked her if she needed me there, or wanted me for some reason?
"Well, yeah. The last thing I went to, I was the only kid without a parent there."
Little Jay and Kirsten went on their own because, sad as this may be to admit, the presentations don't change. First there's a group welcome hour, and then the parents and kids go in separate directions, and the parent seminars, whee. I've heard it before: "How to create a culture of learning," and "Freshman year, what to expect," "What to bring to college." A person can feel quite superfluous and time-frittering.
But after they took the freshman away, instead of sitting in the auditorium, I walked downtown to the second hand stores instead. It was a long meandering walk in hot sunshine and what a beautiful day.
Maria is registered and has a great schedule and it was very fun.
These people had fun today too. Tim said James did a good job watching them. "He didn't say anything to us."
She's a good sport, but it's been a long week for all of them.
Days like this don't come any finer. Little Jay is also a student at the school where Maria registered, and he's coming into his senior year and a bit over the whole thing, and taking summer classes besides and also working. But when I mentioned how gorgeous the campus was today, he even softened up, "Yeah, it really is."
So Maria is launched into a good place, and m.c. is all right, and John and Danell made it through this week. When I picked up the giant box Chinese food--so big the man carried to the car for me-- I thanked them and told them it was our son's birthday and THEY had done the cooking for us all and thank you very, very much.
They were cute, "Oh, we were delighted to do so."
John, once again, Happy Birthday and thanks for being ours. We could not love you more, Mom and Dad and everybody