An Aunt
What a dose of “need.” When nephews have no moms or mother-in-laws . . . there comes the need for an aunt to pitch in. That would be me. Eric now has a price range to know what to sell his mom’s sewing machine for. Larry tapped me for one more Christmas stocking to sew. His son, Alex, brought home a girlfriend for the family to meet. As it were next weekend there is still some Christmas to enjoy for the family and a Christmas stocking with her name on it would be just one more way of saying “Welcome to the family.”
I don’t mind helping family out as long as family know my kids come first with my time and energies. There will be a package at the UPS depot on Monday and arrive in rural Stewart in plenty of time.
Dennis knew I was busy in the studio so he brought out his culinary skills. Canned stew over mashed potatoes . . . I will take it any time. Dishes are done and I did frost the scones that he had baked. A very good end to a very good productive day. On another good note, I did find the missing two pieces of the broken sewing machine needle from yesterday. It would be just like me to forget about it and have it end up in my stocking when I would go down there for a quick errand and not have shoes on.
Who doesn’t enjoy a break in the cold! This weekend looks promising. As frigid as it has been the concrete drive froze clear of snow.
Dennis has turned a corner with pain from his foot surgery. I am so happy for him. In six days we will meet with the surgeon for stitches to come out. I have read on the Mayo Portal that the biopsied big toe has no sign of osteomyelitis, a fancy name for no infection of the bone. That would have been big time cruel if there was another surgery right around the corner.
We have no plans for the weekend. I flew that past Dennis and I got no argument. Sweet.