Monday, Monday

Mornin' everyone.  I'm a bit late posting this morning because I actually slept until 8:30 - I rarely do that, but I was completely spent after the last two weeks of busyness, and the weekend finally did me in.

 

Friday I spent the morning painting, then ran (well drove) down to Ithaca to have lunch with son, Drew.   We did a little pickin' at some shops and garage sales.  I found a lovely crock, a great metal cabinet for the hubby's workshop, and some nice baskets.  Haven't taken pictures yet, but will at least post one of the crock.   Came home in the late afternoon to finish painting the guest room, helped hubby in the garden, then put the guest room back in order at night before bed.  I'll get some pictures on soon of the redo before and afters!  Still have to hang some pictures and paint the shelf I got for above the bed.

Saturday we had my Mom & Dad down for Father's Day.  We had a mostly lovely day...I made apple pie and homemade pizza for dinner, but just as we were sitting down to dinner, one of the neighbor's dogs from up the road killed one of my baby chicks.  I had four of the little ones in a separate pen outside, so they could get some fresh air and sunshine, peck some grass and get used to the bigger chickens....the dog had been hanging around all day with us, and didn't pay ANY attention  to the chickens...most of the big ones were roaming around the yard.  But once we all went in to eat, I think the dog got bored and decided to play with the little ones, so it sneaked under the fencing and nabbed one of my beautiful little Blue-Laced Wyndotte chickies.   Needless to say, that pretty much ruined my night and my appetite.   I know they are just chickens, but these are my first batch of babies, and I have taken care of them so carefully since they were day old chicks...it is sad to see one  killed, and I blame myself for not bringing them in when we went in.  Lesson learned, but at a price.  :--(

Yesterday after church, we picked up Drew & Maria and went on over to our oldest son, Scott's, for the day.  It was his birthday as well as Father's Day so we had a doubly nice time.  It's hard to believe he is 27! Yikes...I thought that was MY age!  We played a fun new outdoor game that his wife, Steph's, parents had made for him and ate tasty crab cakes and some special peanut butter brownies I made ---Scott's favs.   Gave my sweet hubby a book on homestead, Gordon Lightfoot CD (which he asked for) and a nice religious medal on a chain, as his old one was getting too worn to use.

By the time we came home I was totally done in and slept like a baby until late this morning!  

I hope you all had a lovely weekend!  Wishing you blessings for your week.