A nice quiet sunday

My 21 year old son, Eric came over for a visit. I love that kid he is so much like his mother it's sometimes frightening. But mostly he's got my good qualities. He brought Tina, his girlfriend, and we all had a nice visit. Since the kid is an assistant manager at Menards I dropped some hints about my Christmas gift. He works at the best store, I love all the yard stuff. Over the years he along with his brother and sister have gotten me the pond, a yard bench and a birdbath.  My hint was for some yard lights as mine are very old and not all working.

My son Tim and son, Eric this past summer at the Prairiefest Parade

The rest of the day I just hung out, did some laundry, normal stuff. My ritual of napping during all the boring sports my husband watches.  I try not to complain, afterall it's his only day off, plus he's won 2 football pools at work. 

Last night we missed a pretty big storm, it skipped Illinois and did some pretty heavy duty damage in Indiana. I am used to bad storms, they used to freak me out when I was a kid, but then everything freaked me out back then. As I've grown older I lived through a lot, so I guess I am less fearful. I think I've done a good job of passing that freeless attitude on to my kids & stepkids. At least I hope so, of course there is a difference between fearlessness and stupidity, and that usually comes with age---where you gain something called wisdom. I guess I'll get to the wisdom stage someday, maybe when I finally grow up.

Also, Dale my youngest stepson has been calling my husband. He lived with us for a year from November 2003 to November 2004, he's 19 now and after he moved back home with his mother he basically went to school which should have been his Senior year and did nothing, earned straight F's and did not graduate. His mother got what she wanted but you don't always like what get and she is tired of the way he acts. So much so she wants him out again. Hopefully he'll get his GED so he can get a job and support himself. One can always hope, right?

So that's my day, it's back to work tomorrow, we have two full weeks then Thanksgiving week will be here, and we only go two 5 hour days that week.  Gotta love the public school system just when you get totally frustrated with your job they give you a day off to recover.

I guess nobody would do our job if they didn't bribe us with days off for good behavior! :)