OK, back to the saga.....
Sunday was a beautiful reminder of the riches in my life.
Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday.....As your higher power as my witness....I worked my ass off. Painted, painted and painted. Walls, ceilings, baseboards, window/door trims and doors. My sciatic nerves still are in recovery. I jokingly told The Mama that she still has not forgotten how to work her kids to death (I used to accuse her of this in childhood). We laughed, I silently suffered like a big whiner.
The painting turned out so well that on Thursday, The Mama now wanted to dress the windows! YIKES! Little does she know that I'm missing that gene, but off to the mall we go (45 mins away) to look at curtains and the assundry window accessories. Sweet mercy....save me someone! We end up with some curtains for her bedroom and the living room.....along with the "extras".....decorative rods, sheers, drapes, valances, scalloped tiers (I did learn something).
Thursday was basically spent putting up all the brackets, rods, thingamajigs, and doodads that keep the material in the windows.
Friday! Yea! I got The Mama to drive me to the local Harley store so that I could get my souvenier T-Shirts. I also got her to take me to Seneca Lake (the Finger Lake that is in the middle of town). It was a little chilly, but oh, the trees and Canadian Geese, wild flowers...can't see that in FL.
The Mama is kinda jaded to these things and found it hard to understand me just standing there and "staring", I wanted to burn as much of the beauty as possible into my mind.
Friday night, more time with the Bingo Junkies that look like my cousin, her partner and partner's sister. LOL......we had SO MUCH FUN!
Saturday morning, I woke up at 4am to get ready for the flight home. Went walking out on Mom's back deck in my usual morning getup....shorts, tank and barefeet.......OMG..WTF it's 45 degrees......ran back in like a big giant puss and put on some clothes.
The flight home, was actually one of the trips highlights. I was sitting on the 2 seat side of the plane (window seat). This Big RedHead sits next to me. We look at each other and start laughing! Holy Shit....I've found another long lost soul friend. We hit it off IMMEDIATELY and proceeded to belly laugh ALL THE WAY back to Tampa. We laughed about everything and nothing....so much so that we were annoying many fellow travelers (the couple in front of us pushed their seats back really hard into our knees). There were 3 women in the row behind us on the other side that kept wanting to come sit in her seat so that they could laugh too (loved them). The flight attendants thought we'd lost our minds, but the laughter kept them coming back and we got lots of tiny biscotti's and cokes (just what we needed...more sugar).
To sum all this up......I have not spent this much time with The Mama since I was a teenager.
How much you can miss in life if you don't tend to it. This will never happen again.
The drive to the airport was a long, cathartic "moment". Share love with everyone in your life....it's a real short visit.
That pretty much sews it up..............Peace, Love and Thanks to The Mama....
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Glad you're feeling better.
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