So I’m at my mom and dad’s on vacation. This is what I do when I don’t have cash for much else. It’s all cool though, I can come here, not answer the phone, eat mom’s cooking, hang with dad and the cats, and go shopping with mom. I go home actually rested rather than tired from running around trying to do “fun” stuff and hey, it doesn’t cost me a thing.
So my youngest brother and his girlfriend were here with one of their college friends. They got here earlier in the week, spent some time and went camping and boating. I didn’t get here until yesterday, so I missed out on most of their visit, but I still got some good laughs in with my baby brother. He is a riot and we work in related fields so we swap war stories.
His uniforms were hanging downstairs. He still brings laundry home, well I guess he does have a year of college left. Anyway, it made me think of a conversation I had with a kid at work one day.
Kid: “Do you have brothers or sisters.”
Me: “Yes I have two little brothers that are a foot taller than me.”
Kid: “Really?”
Me: “Yep and one of them is a prison guard and he is even meaner than me.”
Kid: “You mean there is someone meaner than you?”
I chuckled and thought, hell yes, I’m doing my job right!
So the rest of my vacation, tatting projects, cross stitching, and crocheting. Yep, that’s right a veritable crafting bonanza. I’m also getting pictures together for some projects I am working on and a few other things. Mom and I are headed up north tomorrow to go shopping. That is always a fun excursion.
So I’m sure I’ll have some great deals to report on tomorrow.
