Here's The Scoop

It's late ... (Friday evening) and shame on me for having coffee this afternoon that has me still wired. We had our neighborhood garage sale today. The predicted showers held off until about 5 PM which was a blessing. Our "unloading of the goods" was rather puny ... and only netted us about $25. I don't think I'll reopen tomorrow as I'd actually rather spend the day cleaning ... or boxing up the leftover STUFF to give to charity. It was a nice opportunity to get out and meet a few neighbors.

Now to the "lost" dog story. As you may recall, dh was here for two weeks (having left just this past Thursday) ... anyway, I let him drive his new truck home after picking him and his mom up at the airport. Little did I imagine that once he pulled up in the driveway he'd hit the garage opener. The kids and I keep the "dawg" loose in there when we are away ... and since dh is still just in the "visiting" his own home mode for a few more months until retirement, he doesn't know our routine. Besides ... it just happened so fast I couldn't have stopped him. We didn't even see the dawg dash off for the green woods that encompass our area. Gone ... with the wind. I (being level headed about things ;) gave the Mr. a few dog treats, the leash and he and Nathan tromped off in search of the pet. I park dear mil inside our new house without as much as a "your bedroom is upstairs" and take off in the truck; being secretly delighted and sad all at the same time of the missing pooch. She's neurotic and needs medication for the tiniest thunder boom or 20 mile away strike of lightening, and barks and pants and acts stupid until I must rescue her from herself and put her away in the bowels of the basement without na're a window or door. Then out comes the muzzle if she won't be quiet ... she has managed to bark even with the muzzle ... sometimes I turn on a movie for her or the laundry room fan for a bit of white sound. In other words ... she's a real pain in the neck ... so the secret delight of her "gone missing" ... but, alas, she was not as stupid as presumed and dear mil spotted her in the backyard area to save the day.

My grandson is now three months old and just this week went to a salon and had his first little boy haircut. He had almost grown a mullet of soft fine baby hair ... the stylist nearly refused to cut the baby's hair ... something about company police and having to be at least a year old ... but, the kid really needed his ears lowered a bit.

Today is a beautiful blue sky, fluffy white cloud type of day in north Idaho ... I'm off to enjoy the great outdoors ... hope you have a blessed weekend.

Photo: Master Jake with his new "doo"

Potpourri (This and That)

With summer in full swing and DH returning to his day job tomorrow, the days hold work to be done while the little gift (Nathan) is away at day camp. I've got to organize a garage sale for this Friday and Saturday to help get rid of some not needed items. If I can make a small dent in our "collection" ... it will be worth the effort. Carpet was ordered yesterday for the basement (that's another long story posted on my This-New House site. A few days ago I picked up my junk store chair finds after having them reupholstered. The armchair was in such a bad way that I nearly fell through the seat after a few uses ... a definite homemade upholstery job when I bought it. The dining room chair is one of a pair that were also in need of some TLC. I had the fabrics coordinate ... both are much more comfy now. Our kitchen's curio cabinet is finally filled with "treasures" in pretty hues to complement the room. I hope to catch up on everyone's blogs in the next few days but have missed you all.

Company

This past week my mother-in-law has been staying with us. Dh lives with her when he's working his day job ... the one he is retiring from in 10 more months ... so she flew in with him this trip. Yesterday we went out on the lake for a boat tour ... next time out I'd like to try one of the float planes. Tonight we met up with her brother and sister-in-law in Spokane for a nice dinner at Anthony's on the river. I think she has enjoyed her trip ... tomorrow she returns back home. Dh has another week here. My time has been well spent taking advantage of the mr.'s brute strength to move things I could only dream of moving.

Photos: Daddy with Nathan, Float Plane on Lake Coeur d'Alene, Me and the Mr., Dh and his mom, irresistible Jacob

My Earthly Father

My dad is my hero. When I was eleven years old, he married my mother taking on the responsibility of raising my brothers and me ... a guy that never before had children ... instantly becomes the father of three half grown children. No longer is the word "step" included in his title. Just dad, pop or papa will do. Thanks Dad for stepping up to the plate and making us your own. People often wonder where I get my "handyman" skills ... I always watched you tinker in the garage taking things apart, making something old run like new again. You were a good teacher and didn't even know it. I hope you have a great Father's Day today. Missing you much in Idaho. Love, your little daughter. Hugs & Kisses

Photo: Mom, Dad, yours truly

Reminder Note For Gramma_s

My dear friend, Gramma_s is in need of some gentle reminders to speak louder according to her speech therapist. Here's just another reminder to her when she comes for a visit. Keep up the practice Gramma_s! Hugs

Grandpa Meets Jacob

Could there be more excitement than Mr. Mac meeting his first grand baby today??? Check out their matching Cardinal's jerseys ... caps ... and team Build-A-Bear!

Photos: Grandpa and Jacob;
Jacob with his mom and dad

Thanks cousin Mike for the bear ... and to grandpa for buying little Jake his first baseball jersey.

More This & That & Prayer

Tuesday This and That consisted of planting bushes, shrubs, perennials, and an ornamental maple tree. Having a lovely lunch with my sweethearts (Nathan, Elizabeth, Ann ... and precious grandson, Jacob). A trip to the library, the bank, and to the upholstery shop to pick up my vintage chairs that I had redone. Mowing the wild grass. Son-in-law, Ryan, washed my truck ... I rocked in my new rocker on the front porch while sipping fresh brewed coffee and gazing at Jacob.

My blog friend, Arlene, is having another round of chemo today ... please march on up to the thrown room of heaven in prayer on her behalf.

Isaiah 53:5 But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.