Didn’t sleep well, probably due to too much nummy sangria. Was checking in on the Tupperware party when there was a knock at the door and Rae-Anne, my eldest was here with a hanging basket for Mother’s Day. She was late to her virtual church as we stood and chatted and caught up on all the drama of the last week. Life is very challenging for her and the family right now as it is for many. They are dealing with the reality of her husband’s aging parents in the midst of this already challenging time.
Not long after she left, Danika and Emmy showed up. My granddaughter cracks me up. She spent the time playing in my rock garden including making Rock Angels as she put it. They brought me a very nice cooler cup, complete with a lime and essential spearmint oil you can ingest! Danika really is the gift whisperer. My favourite part was the card though which choked me up a little. My son, Jake was only married to her for a short time but we have become closer since their parting which is good for what she brings into my life and for my relationship with Emmy.
Taking care of all the Tupperware orders took a good chunk of the day but I am not complaining about that! I am also running a party for Danika tomorrow night so am running that group currently. It is fun watching the women all interact and play the games. Turns out this is a good time for group interactions.
Tried to do some bookwork for personal clients but after an hour I was done. Settled on the couch to crochet and watch SNL recordings. My grandson Gene called as he was laying in bed, ready to call it a night. He just wanted to say Happy Mother’s Day and tell me he loves me. He turns 13 next month and his voice has begun to change. He is happy that he is taller than his Auntie Ashlée. I remember when Jake was young and finally got taller than his older sister, Ashlée. He was so chuffed with himself. Seems to be a right of passage in our family. Poor Ash, the measuring stick for puberty.
triumphgal 