It is officially Dearest's 30th birthday. Happy Birthday my love!
We are having an open house for the selling the haunted mansion project (see posts a few back for pics) later today. I haven't gone to bed yet because I am wound up, anxious, and just plain not done cleaning yet. Not sure I can do much more now since floor stain is setting, paint is drying, and all else requires hammer and loud noise (ah, the babes are finally asleep as of 30 minutes ago)......
Also, while we vacate (flee) the house for the open house time (1-4pm) Dearest is playing his first gig at a bar with the country band he's been practicing with. A BAR! We never go to bars and Dearest previously did not care for country music. To his credit, he plays punk drums so the band is a little more rockabilly than most country bands on many songs. Anyone reading here in the DM area and likes country music? PM me and I'll send the location and time. I'll post pics when we get home this evening.
Still no final word on the house offer. Still in negotiations. Still learning my lesson in patience. Dearest says I'm like Toad (from Frog and Toad) trying to get my garden to grow. It takes time, there's nothing you can do, playing music to the carrots won't help, but I am doing it anyway. La la la la!
Also, to get as much possible into one post....I attended a Blessingway this evening for a dear friend. It was beautiful. I missed the part of the invite that said only nurslings and Lil'Bug was a bit disruptive, but I hope not to the point of ruining it for Sarah. I hate when I miss details like that. Anyway, there was a lovely ritual of cleaning negativity with rose water and then envoking the names of mothers and grandmothers. I did not expect that. Instead of listing I offered that I am the daughter of "many". I know the names back 6 generations, but saying them aloud envokes such negativity and sadness in me I did not want that to be my offering to Sarah and her baby. Nor do I really feel that the biological chain is the anchor of mothering for me. Sigh. I wish her many blessings.
Here's to selling our house, birthdays, bar debuts, farming dreams, and babies!
Also.....
Wowser, has this been a freaking busy week. Do weeks begin or end on Sunday?
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I have always wanted to attend a Blessingway. They sound so beautiful and inspiring. I am sure that LB was fine.
ReplyDeleteMy fingers are crossed for you and the negotiations.
I am very glad you were able to come, and LilBug was just fine. She was an unexpected blessing. (And her song was lovely.)
ReplyDeleteI was a little thrown by the mother thing, as well, as I've never felt I had a strong connection to my mother, and I also felt a little like I was cheating my birthmother out of a mention. And I still cannot remember my great-grandmother's name... Anyway, I understood right away the reasoning behind your answer, and thought it was perfect.
Good luck at the bar today. Des Moines needs another rockabilly band!
(And, too, good luck with the house showing.)