Give me any excuse to make pie and I will.
My favorite pie.
Oh, and I made homemade pizza too. So, yep. . .vacation, at home, for everyone, but Mom.
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?
No one need apply. Position has been filled.