Last night I had a beer. 🍺
I had spent all afternoon tending to yard work in the front after schlepping soil and mulch home from Canadian Tire.
Here’s proof:
It was therapeutic, to do some gardening in this perfect weather we’re having. But manual labour is physical work and I craved a nice beer with the burgers they picked up from the Greek place down the road, and boy…that was nice. 😉
I’m not usually a beer drinker but this brand is lovely.
Anyway it’s the next morning and I’m back in my usual spot on my porch with the little whimpering maniac puppy on my lap.
When he wants snuggles he wants them now. 🙄
How come I can’t get the same instant gratification? Maybe I’m not whimpering loud enough… 😳
Boo.
The gardening yesterday was of course not a smooth and peaceful activity, because… kids and puppy. 😐 This is a given and probably a fleeting moment in time…soon they will flock the nest.
Or not. Because #covid. 😵
I know my mom would probably welcome some of this busy diversion right now. Her house and yard are void of noise and chaos…it makes me force my brain into the present tense when I feel over-stimulated. I know personally, and through the blog, many lonely people who would appreciate some of these familial, noisy distractions.
Funny how they, and I, are at opposite sides of the spectrum at times.
(Come to my house; I’ll switch with you for a day, or weekend.) 🙃
For me, it’s about balance. Equilibrium. I need both: noise and chaos, then peace and solitude.
Anyone know the magic formula? Pass it on, please and thank you. 😛
Anyway. That’s not what I was going to blab about.
While I was outside the kids appeared one by one, carrying a just woken up pup.
They tied him to the birch tree where he could be stimulated by unfamiliar activities and noises, which went well until my partner brought out first the circular saw to chop up some wood, then the chain saw to cut off a couple of branches on the birch tree.
Puppy did not like those loud sounds. 😐
My son and I accidentally broke a branch we were trying to trim away from the roof. He was pulling it down and I was snipping. We damaged it.
But it’s all fixed now. Looks better too, airier. More afternoon sun will filter through to the garden below.
After a while, Tucker’s feline friend Busty showed up. She’s been a regular visitor for our guinea pigs, and now she’s even more fascinated by the latest addition.
They caused some trouble together which required close supervision and a halt in the chores.
But we got our work accomplished, no one was maimed or hurt, and then…🍺.
😛
But that’s not where my evening ended.
Just as I poured the last of the tallboy into my glass, I got a text from a friend. She and her daughter were heading down to our neighbourhood for a walk by the water, would we like to join up with them?
The girl and my daughter play on the same team sports and practically grew up together. We hadn’t seen them since March when the lock-downs happened…
I said yes and then glared at my glass and the empty beer can.
“You will make me pee at inopportune moments,” I chided them.
Then I solved my problem because I am nothing if not innovative when it comes to bladder control. 🙃 I called the girl off her screens to get ready, and then I got my bike out of the garage.
My daughter looked perplexed. I explained:
“If I have to pee I can just ride home quickly and come right back.” 🙄 #MidlifeMomProblems
Well it was a wonderful evening!
It’s so nice to be around people again… 🙂
They came back to our place for a continuation of our conversations, and then everyone settled down for the evening. With all the activities going on all day, we hoped for a relaxing night with the pup. He had experienced a lot of new activities, met new people, and walked more than usual…so theoretically he should have been exhausted. And sleep for a long time.
Ha.
That did not happen.
Which is why, I am now going to pop some Advil and make myself a 3rd coffee.
Happy Long Weekend! See you in the comments.
This is the very helpful blog by this person can get the better treatment.
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I still say it looks like a bruise!
Don’t go picking up any escaped prisoners now, okay?! 😉
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Try to stop me…😇
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I’d need handcuffs for that.
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Even if it is a social experiment. You will get through this.
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Normal….what is that
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I don’t know. The definition changes daily.
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Yeah…
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I do like spending time in the garden — especially when the weather is nice. There is something relaxing about doing physical work outside.
Not this weekend, though. It’s the opening weekend for the local youth club, which means that I am going to have to spend another afternoon drinking beer in the sun with other parents. It’s a hard life 😉
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Well you gotta do what yiu gotta do. 😄🍺
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It’s a tough job but someone has to do it 😉
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It’s been so long since we socialized with friends I think I’ve forgotten how.
Glad you were able to…. and with such lovely views as well.
Bravo!
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Or if I am wrong, but I seem to remember you mentioning in comments about a tall dark stranger that a prison was nearby and someone made a joke. If so, nice area for prison.
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The man I met wasn’t a prisoner… Mark was just getting his own creative juices flowing. 🙂 I never mentioned the prison, but when he said ‘escaped from prison’ I thought, hey, cool idea, there is a prison a few minutes away… 🙂
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I figured that…I thought maybe they saw you Claudia as an escape route from their routine or maybe it was a rehabilitative exercise.
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It looks so fresh where you are at that I have a hard time seeing a prison nearby. Looks very safe and homey.
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The prison is maybe a 5 minute drive. Our neighbourhood is south of a main artery that used to be the main highway back in the days of horse and carriage. Today it’s still a main road but not a highway. We walk to shops and cafes along there now… The prison can’t be seen from my house. And it’s a holding center I think, a place where people go to await trial… I don’t know.
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Oh, Ok. You know we can sometimes hear helicopters for hospitals, etc. as we are near a busy area but the holding center is far away from here. I thought perhaps there was a secret to rehabilitation and it involved you or the people in the area.
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Tucker is making friends. Yay! Looks like a great day, and an even better evening.
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I have been told that other countries are much more progressive about prisoners and rehabilitation, more so than the states. I was just curious. Thanks for answering.
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Huh. I would have thought you would be chest deep in snow by now.
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Hey, many communities, even entire States, are further north than my city. 🙂
DO NOT SAY THAT WORD YET. 😉
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Will admit to being jealous – would love a dog, but we both work, and my other half doesn’t like dogs
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Don’t get a dog then. Especially not a puppy. 😛
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