Yesterday Sam and I visited his son and girlfriend. Elton and Carol went along with us. John and Erin are remodeling an A-frame house on Lake Texoma. The third floor was never finished, so they are turning that into a master 'suite' (as much as the 3rd floor on an A-frame can be) and putting in bracing that was left out when the house was built. He said doors are not only opening correctly now, but are staying shut when closed.
They are living in a garage converted into a game room...dry bar, pool table, bodacious stereo, sofa sleeper...NO WATER. So they trek across the driveway and up to the second level of the A-frame to the only functioning bathroom on the property.
I stuffed the fish 
(remember, it's a cat bed/toy) into a white kitchen trash bag. The bag was short so the tail stuck out. We walked into their temporary abode. I started pulling the fish out of the bag. John looked funny. I asked if they could guess what it was. Erin looked funny. She looked at John...John looked at her. I thought, "Oh, no! All that work (and incidental cussing) and it's going to be stuck in a closet!" I explained what it was and they both smiled. Okaaaaay.
We walked through the mess in the house then went to eat at a water-side diner on the lake. Before the food came, John had some news. We're all thinking "MARRIAGE." Nope. Erin is having a baby in November. Even though John described it as a 'peanut with a heartbeat,' Erin said, "It's a girl. My family has girls." She has a sister...her sister has two daughters. John, of course, says it's a boy.
Later we women were sitting around talking. John had seen the printed fabric through the white bag. He wondered what was going on because they just this past Tuesday decided to start telling everyone about the pregnancy...and here I walk in with what looked like could be a baby toy/something. Erin wondered if John had already told us since they'd made the decision to tell us in person, not on the telephone. So they were both wondering what the other had done. LOL Then, Erin repeated something Elton said that rather skimmed past the rest of us..."You can always stack diapers in it." THAT really had both of them wondering what we knew and who had told!
While we were visiting after lunch, Carol got a phone call. Her 96-year old mother was sent to the hospital with pneumonia. Not good. Before we stopped for supper, she received a call that her mother was responding to medication. She's still not out of the woods, of course. Carol will leave for Granbury this morning for a few days.
Mama goes on Wednesday not Monday to have her mole checked out. I generally try to drive her to her doctors' visits but won't be able to on Wednesday. I've got some clothes to wash Monday for an upcoming trip that I leave on Thursday, but I will be seeing her as much as possible these next three days before I leave.
Have I mentioned...I'm going on a girlfriend cruise! Out of Galveston to Cozumel and back. Four of us. In one room. We are going to have a blast!
I bet y'all heard me scream a few minutes ago!
I won a prize from IHAN's month long bloganniversary. Click on the I Have A Notion button over on the right and look at all the goodies. I was getting myself resigned to write a congratulatory note to the winners when LO and BEHOLD!!! I saw MY name! I will NOT be patiently waiting to receive my new pattern. I want to start playing with it NOW!
Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU, Kelly, McKenna, and everyone else who participated in this giveaway.
My mother has a suddenly really nasty looking mole on her head. She just mentioned it to me today. It is red with an ugly jagged edge and looks, as I've already mentioned, really nasty! I asked her why she was just now mentioning it and why hadn't she let one of her friends look at it. The answer, she just noticed it this week...it hurts to brush her hair so she hasn't. She has an appointment at the doctor bright and early Monday morning. I'll be driving her.
I'm trying to keep him to myself! ;o)
Sam and I really enjoyed the Scottish Tartan Festival yesterday! I saw a brief blurb on the local news earlier in the week, checked it out on the internet, and forwarded the information to Sam with a "Let's do this!" So, we did! We enjoyed the music, the dance, the food...Even though Sam thought the portions were small and stopped in Waskom TX for dessert...which became a full-fledged meal of salad, catfish, fries...with not even two hours passed since he ate lunch. LOL
Opening ceremony:
Scottish Sword Dance:
Notice the Irish dancers, watching her footwork.
The Jackson (Mississippi) Irish dancers:
Yes, the little once danced, too.
Roll call of the clans:
Scottish Hieland cow:
I have a varied Celtic heritage. Irish on my mother's side: Field and Phillips. Irish on my dad's side: Griffith. And Scottish on my dad's side: Glasgow. The Glasgow's were not highland Scots so therefore have no tartan. However the town of Glasgow developed a tartan back in 1992.
Or I could wear the Texas Bluebonnet tartan designed in 1989. 
Both are registered in Scotland. I REALLY like that Texas Bluebonnet Tartan!!!
What a glorious sound! I stepped out on the front porch to clip my fingernails. Broke one the other day and can't stand the jagged look of one shorter than the rest.
Our neighbors have a little boy...and enough toys in the front yard for a preschool nursery! They have a fenced in backyard so we haven't figured out why the front yard is the playground. But it's nunya...none of your (our) business.
They are outside with the child constantly. As were he and his mother this morning. I loved the laughter and the giggles and found a couple of weeds to pull, untangled a wind chime, just stood and smiled while enjoying the sound of the little boy at play.
My little boy is 26 years old...and not so little either. ;o)
How about the color of water? 
The bluebonnets are all mine! 
I went to a different car wash the other day. 
My sister-in-law, Carol was with me and almost rolled her eyes when I pulled the camera out. Yeah. I know. I have no life. ;o) 
Really, I DO! I'll be gone this weekend on a 5-day cruise to Cozumel. With three friends! 
Sam will have to hold down the fort by himself.
(remember, it's a cat bed/toy) into a white kitchen trash bag. The bag was short so the tail stuck out. We walked into their temporary abode. I started pulling the fish out of the bag. John looked funny. I asked if they could guess what it was. Erin looked funny. She looked at John...John looked at her. I thought, "Oh, no! All that work (and incidental cussing) and it's going to be stuck in a closet!" I explained what it was and they both smiled. Okaaaaay.
The water hose snaking across the yard is going out to the live oaks. I'm going to have to take some photos in the morning before the late afternoon sun bleaches out the colors.
This batch of bluebonnets runs alongside the driveway down by the road. 
The third and final variety of daffodils are blooming.
I made these cute bags after lunch today. 
The pattern is called Origami. I had three different sets of instructions so made one bag per instruction. I do have my favorite...the bug bag. I'll probably make some more. We are having a family gathering at my house Memorial Day weekend. The grand nieces would probably like them.
I've never made anything out of it even though I do have two scones recipes that we really like. I can assure you that I won't be making Haggis.
How about Tossed Nettles? The Leek Pie does sound good. And using zucchini in the Marrow recipe sounds like it would work.
This artisan bread recipe is not in the cookbook, 
but it was delicious for lunch. 
LOL! I looks like a ham doesn't it? I didn't have enough cornmeal on the peel and had a bit of trouble sliding it onto the pizza stone in the oven. Still tasted good!
Scottish Sword Dance:
Notice the Irish dancers, watching her footwork.
The Jackson (Mississippi) Irish dancers:
Yes, the little once danced, too.
Roll call of the clans:
Scottish Hieland cow:
I have a varied Celtic heritage. Irish on my mother's side: Field and Phillips. Irish on my dad's side: Griffith. And Scottish on my dad's side: Glasgow. The Glasgow's were not highland Scots so therefore have no tartan. However the town of Glasgow developed a tartan back in 1992.
Or I could wear the Texas Bluebonnet tartan designed in 1989. 
Both are registered in Scotland. I REALLY like that Texas Bluebonnet Tartan!!!
I love it! 
Meantime, in the house... 
I made this for a sweet young lady. I mean, I made it for her cats. 
Erin has two cats: Cricket and Bug. 
Do ya think the fabric is appropriate? 
