A good day for ducks.

So much rain!

Well, the weekend was interesting. Independence Day was a soggy one here in Missouri, which brought 4 inches of rain to the area. (Taken with my cell phone through the screen on the window - sorry for the low quality!)

The parade was pushed back an hour, and then got started without rain. Sadly, the rain returned before the end of the parade. Hubby and the boys and I were dry, though, driving the fire truck through the parade. Here's a pic of the boys waiting to get the parade started.

Then we had rain off and on all through the day. Ryan played in the water so often, that we made several trips home for bathing and clothing changes. (Good thing we only live a couple of blocks from the park!) I began the day by complaining to my neighbor about all the rain ruining the days festivities. She said "Well, it's a good day for ducks." What a great way to put a positive spin on the day. I decided to be negative no more, and we ended up having a great (though incredibly soggy) day.

It stopped raining long enough for the fireworks show to begin on time. During the fireworks, a fine gentle mist began falling, (which was much better than the buckets that had been coming down all day) and to be honest, the evening was almost perfect. Libby wasn't here, so it couldn't be perfect, but it was as close as one could get under the circumstances.

Today is 'trip to the dentist day'. Yay.

Happy Family

Test blogging from my mobile. Will be a miracle if this works.

I would like to post pattern links on my sidebar. How I would go about doing that?

Random Tuesday

1. I have officially finished my summer school duties as of today, and the month of July is mine. Tomorrow, I will celebrate by cleaning closets. Maybe. I might start by trying to fix my vacuum cleaner that threw craps a few days ago, because the carpets are starting to look so bad I'm wondering if it is advisable to wear shoes in the house. Either way, it is my day. And I'm looking forward to it.

2. For Father's Day I took hubby to the Marlboro Hot Laps at Gateway International Racetrack. We had a blast and I think it was the best Father's Day he's ever had!

3. Buying a pop-up camper in July so to spend more time with the boys, making memories. I wish we had done it years ago when John was small, but he never enjoyed camping, so it probably is just as well.

4. Need a new camera. Can't take decent pics to post on the blog and it is disappointing.

5. Big storm here on Saturday night knocked our power out for 20 hours. It was laundry day too, so now I'm playing catch up. On top of that, I missed Mass because I couldn't sleep in the hot house and couldn't shower and refused to go in the shape I was in. Now wishing I had gone, because my week feels like it goes so much better when I start it with Mass.

6. Just had to stop blogging long enough to remove a hammer from the hands of a five year old who is trying to see what happens when he hits his truck. Pieces and parts on the carpet. Back to working on the vacuum plan for tomorrow.

7. The Cardinals are losing and I'm kind of glad I turned down tickets to the game. I can watch them lose tonight from home and I saved a lot of money. This is a good thing.

8. Knitting is non-existent. I want to knit, but I'm not inspired by the stash or by the patterns I have on hand. Going to get myself going by knitting for the Red Scarf Project. I've vowed to Norma to knit two, and am doing so in honor of my two adopted sons. Going on Friday to purchase some yarn that wows me. That will surely cure the knitting blues I've got going on.

9. Soooo glad for a break from the heat we had last week. Praying it lasts as long as possible.

10. Looking forward to the holiday. Wishing Libby was here to sit on the lawn at the park with me, oohing and aahing at the fireworks. It just isn't the same without her. Libby-I miss you. Can you come?

Pretty

2 in 2

Two blog posts in two days. Please calm down. Don't get excited or anything - it surely won't become a habit for me!

I miss knitting. I keep thinking that I'm going to pick it up...tonight. (I say that every day.) I took it on the trip to Iowa, but didn't knit because John was sleeping and I didn't want the light to bother him. Then I took it with me on the trip to New York, but didn't knit because I was exhausted the whole time I was there. And I did most of the driving, so of course, knitting might have been a bit of a dangerous activity. As soon as I got home from New York, I did something to my back. Well, my hip, specifically. It required a chiropractor's touch (He said "Wow. You are twisted." Yeah, Doc, I've always been twisted, but right now my back [HIP!!] is killing me.) He did spend a couple of hours on me and I am better. He wanted me to come back (don't they all?), but I could only afford one trip, so one trip will have to be enough right now.

So, now it is 9:08. Probably not going to be knitting tonight either. Maybe tomorrow.

Where was I?

Wow! It's almost like I fell off the planet at the end of January or something. I was humming along pretty good there for a while...a short while, but whatever. I think the pressure of blogging every day got to me. I just am not interesting enough for that. I bored myself. And that's a terrible thing.

I haven't been knitting much at all. In February, John and I trekked north (or rolled - we drove) to Des Moines, IA and checked out Drake University. Then, after an uneventful March, we rolled Northeast to New York to check out West Point. Wish I could say John had made a decision, but not so much. I can only imagine how difficult his decisions are - I'm 37 and I don't know what I want to do with the rest of my life, much less know it at 18. Say a prayer, will you, that when he does make his choice he'll be secure with it and not look back. Life is far to short to be filled with 'what-ifs', as we all know.

I've read a book or two. Currently the book club selection is "Nineteen Minutes" by Jodi Picoult. An amazing writer, who always makes me feel a little bit uncomfortable while I'm reading her books. She makes me think about things I don't want to think about. But I can never put her book down until I'm done, and I always feel better for having read them once I'm finished.

I painted my nails today. Hot pink. I'm trying to bring on the warmer weather.

John graduates in 33 days. God help me.