This has been a HOT summer. Sticky, sunny, horrible hot. Heat and I are not friends. So yesterday and today, we have been blessed with these beautiful, less than 80 degree days, that are a gift. I actually enjoyed sitting on the edge of the pool yesterday while the boys swam. It feels amazing outside, and the best news of all is that I have no plans for today! Yay!
So the barbecue was really fun. When I have things like that over here, it reminds me that I love living out here. I go through lots of times where I wonder if it was the right thing to do, moving out here in the middle of farmland, where our kids will never be able to ride their bikes to their friend's houses. But Friday night cemented my love for this place again. Big family gatherings out here are really nice. The parents can honestly relax. The kids run around like wild things, and nobody has to worry about the noise level. There's no streets with traffic. It's very safe and spacious. So not only can everybody enjoy themselves, but when it's time to go home the kids are all super exhausted. Win-win for everyone. And I think everyone enjoyed the place, and I was pretty relaxed about it all. Oh, and the golf cart was a big hit too.
Except for the horrific five minutes during a "tour" of my house that a couple of the ladies wanted, when I actually showed them my bedroom. Ooooooooh. It's really the nastiest room in the house. We haven't done anything to make it homey since we moved in. So boring white walls with random pictures tacked up on the walls. SUPER cluttered night tables. Too many clothes. And horror of horrors, I didn't think anybody would come in that room, so I had been sorting clothes for donation, and they had been piled on the bed. But hubby had shoved them all over onto the floor of my side of the bed, so there was this SEA of clothes almost as high as my bed on my side, that I didn't know about until I went to bed after the party! AUGH! It probably looked like a hoarder's pile of dirty clothes. How freakishly embarrassing. But I did make the ladies promise to still be my friends after I allowed them to see the room, so hopefully there was no judgment (or at lease it was silent).
Anyway, oh well. Right? At least I had enough beer.
Oh my God. There is this amazing breeze coming in right behind me from my open office window, and it feels incredible. I CANNOT wait until fall! Tomorrow is the first day of our county fair, which means we are three weeks away from the State Fair! That is the true sign of the beginning of fall. I need to hurry up and decide if I'm going to have some kind of fall party out here.
I am sorry, but it is way to nice to sit here anymore. I'm outta here. Have a beautiful day, people!