We’ve had a particularly busy, happy, productive week at the farm. Even more so this week than most, probably. I am so pleased to close up shop today with a few projects finally in the “done” compartment in my crowded mind, although I am stunned to realize that these whirlwind five days have suddenly brought us to almost dinner time on Friday. My Joy Pockets are easy to count, as always. For this I am so thankful.
- We’ve been celebrating Handsome’s 36th birthday all week long, and we have had some serious fun doing so. We are blessed with abundant freedom in our adulthood, incredible friends, and a good appetite for fun. I hope he has had as much fun on his birthday this year as I have.
- Earlier this week I received an early morning phone call from my beautiful Momma, whose voice, affection, and laughter brighten my day like freshly squeezed lemon juice. I realize that not all of my friends have their mothers still in their lives, and mine happens to be a very special woman, so I am doubly blessed in that respect.
- We are thrilled to be sharing our home with friends for a few days, my blogging buddy The M Half and her Hubs, who happens to be an old school friend of Handsome’s, and their sweet and vivacious pup Rue. (It may or may not surprise you to learn that she and I are writing in the same room at this moment, resisting the feathery advances of Pacino the Macaw.) Last night we had the best time while our men and some other old friends played catch up on all the years lost. We laughed until our faces hurt, we soaked up the vibes of friendship that has matured with adulthood rather than dissipated, and we got to see everyone in a slightly younger light. Through the lens of teen years from back when we didn’t know each other, and that was cool as beans.
- My transplanted tomatoes are thriving, and the pink roses are blooming again. We’re still in a drought and heat wave here in Oklahoma, but early morning well water is doing the trick for now. And our weather forecast has us anticipating a twenty-degree cool down in just a week. That, friends, deserves to be on Joy Pockets ahead of time.
- I am between book club assignments and also finished with previous reads, so this week and next I am indulging in a brand new author and a story about (big shocker) writing.
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- I mixed and have been feasting on Roasted Olive Dip.
- I got to hold an eight week old (human) baby for whom I am not even one bit responsible. I got to sniff him and cuddle him and make him grin tiny baby grins. I propped up his beautiful, wobbly head, sewed him a little shirt, kissed him good bye, and felt not even one scrap of longing for new motherhood. It was a stand alone pleasure.
- A short list of sewing orders, which I had allowed to vex both my mind and my promises list, which affects my relationships, is now completed. The relief of having these done and having happy customers cannot be overstated.
This week sped by too quickly to savor properly in the moment, but looking back I see there is plenty (way more than I have shared here) to savor after the fact. It was a week well spent and one that will fuel the coming weeks very nicely. No complaints.
