Thursday, July 17, 2014

We're Sorta on Vacation. . .with Pie

Give me any excuse to make pie and I will.

To wit:
Add in the fact that is my grandmother's rolling pin I used [unearthed that in the "Great Yard Sale" hunt] on the bottom rung, and the pie is peach.

My favorite pie.

Oh, and I made homemade pizza too.  So, yep. . .vacation, at home, for everyone, but Mom.

Whatever.

The yardsale went great. We met super, dooper nice people [with the exception of one shrew who is getting her own post because really? Don't lie to me. I will vilify you on the interwebs semi anonymously] AND we made $500..

Unfortunately that wasn't enough to get us to the toes in the sand scenario I wanted for the family.

Here we are. Stuck in Virginia. And before anyone mentions the stupid word "staycation" to me, remember I have lived here for 43 years, my husband 50 years and our kids their whole lives. We have seen it, done it and bought the postcards.

But, as usual, we are making the best of it. What else are we going to do?  It's nice to want something, but I am a firm believer in you only get what you need.  In my case anyway - and then it's the bare minimum.

I don't mind.  Really.  I am still here. That's the most important thing, right?  Just another day for the doctors to give me a new toe tag and big Pharma to steal our money!!! WOOHOO!"

Yeah, I don't do bitter really well, do I? giggle And I'm not. Bitter, that is.  Honestly. I am just tired.  And what's new about that?

Supposedly the girls are going to an amusement park tomorrow and Steven has a plan that involves wheeling me around somewhere in this godforsaken state in my wheelchair, ending with a picnic.

Funny thing is?  I planned the whole damn thing, yet on FB he gets all the credit. [He took it, but I didn't help on FB either]

Just a few more bucks and I wouldn't have had to be the master planner of anything.

Who am I kidding?  At least I would have had the nice backdrop of the sea air and the sound of the ocean while I orchestrated the beach trip.

Here?  I am still cooking, cleaning, taking care of the dog and enjoying what few pleasures I can, like peach pie and playing a card game, while I fake not being in pain and throwing up outside in the early morning hours so the kids and Steven can't hear me.

It's going to be really interesting when I don't try so hard next week. Don't you think they are going to wonder how I did "so well" for a week?  And it's hell hiding this - but who wants to ruin someone else's vacation?

WANTED: Martyr
No one need apply. Position has been filled.


6 comments:

thisisme said...

Hi there Skippy. See I got the hint from Facebook! You might be a martyr , but you're a brave, caring and funny little martyr , and we love
You. I am so desperately sorry that you are so sick and feeling like poo. All I can do is to enfold you in my prayers. It was good to see the girls enjoying themselves In their model poses. Love and hugs dear one.

Juli G said...

Damn it. It seems as though our matyr position has been filled already as well. :)

Are the girls going to Busch? If so, I will need a FULL recap of the puke-o-meter rides for the boys.

Stay-cations do suck. I know. Last one I took I am still recovering from, and the reason no home improvement projects have been completed since April.

And regardless of who planned it, have fun on your outing. I will think of you while I'm at the doctors deciphering ANA titers and white cell counts... which as you know, is NO picnic. :)

Susan Flett Swiderski said...

Crap. I say there has to be at least one day this week that is all about pampering you. It's all well and good for the girls and your hubby to do fun stuff they enjoy, but not if it means you're still doing all the usual catering-to-their-needs kinda stuff every day. Nope. Is there a beach of some kind close enough for a little day trip? Just a place to sink your toes into the sand and gaze out over the water for a little while. The ocean would be awesome, but for that, even a lake would do.

ellen abbott said...

so maybe your take on the garage sale would get you at least an overnighter at the beach?

Yum Yucky said...

you could sell PIES!! I would buy them all, of course.

biz319 said...

You know I was thinking about the same thing on the drive home from Mayo yesterday (Tony let me drive while he slept - a first!).

I thought "she is going to need two weeks to recover from staycation!"

Hugs and love - and I am making Tony a peach pie this weekend, hopefully he'll have the appetite to eat a piece!

Hugs and love. Biz