My folks came over last night to celebrate my birthday. Traditions says that Mom cooks whatever is requested by the birthday boy/girl. I wanted stew. Mom made it. A LOT OF IT! (Stew will heal me. I am sure of it.) She also brought two pies - the pie of death (peanut butter) and pumpkin pie! Thanks Mom!
She also brought me my birthday present.
A Swiffermop for hardwood floors. (Which she insists on calling a "Swifter.")
white wash clothes - white for bleaching
colored wash clothes
a meat tenderizer
Hmmmmm? Do you get the feeling my mom is not all that impressed with my housekeeping skills?
Dad brought me
cholocolates - The chocolates had a note attached saying they were too good to share and should be eaten after the kids were in bed. HA!
Just kidding. My folks also gave me the gift of shopping. So while I should be teaching about the American Revolution today I will be day dreaming about shopping!!
Thanks for all your words of encouragement. I am feeling better already. (That was a lie, but I am trying to convince myself.)