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Sunday Update: 08/17/08

It’s a beautiful day today and we’re just getting settled down to watch the race. We got up early this morning to go have breakfast with my college roommate Amy, her husband, and their 2 kids. I can’t remember for sure when the last time was we saw Amy and Andy, but we still lived in Boone…so obviously it was a LONG time ago. It was so nice just to see her smiling face and catch up a bit. They recently moved to Rochester, MN so I think I may have to plan a trip up to do some ‘holiday’ shopping later this fall.

While we both grumbled to get up so early, it is nice to have accomplished all of my tasks earlier in the day and now we can just relax! We stopped at Menard’s after breakfast and picked up, what else, but more mulch. I think I should have stock in Menard’s cypress mulch…I must have 50 bags of it in the yard already! We inherited a few more soaker hoses from Blake and Amy and I wanted to put them in the flower beds and add more mulch to cover the bare spots. So, after we got home, we got to work. Me messing in the flower beds, Matt keeping me company. I know he thinks it’s funny that I want him out there with me when I’m working…but I really do enjoy the company. It’s nice to get his opinion on things, wave to the neighbors together, and chat while I work. We messed around out there for a while, finishing up the front flower bed. Naturally, I ran out of mulch, so I’ll have to make another trip to Menard’s this week to finish up the back flower bed. I keep thinking how much easier it will be next year when everything is more established and bigger. I just KNOW it won’t be as much work…right? RIGHT? At least it hasn’t been too blazing hot out there – that definitely helps!! And, I must say, the yard looks really great and I do take a lot of satisfaction in knowing that it is all because of my hard work. It is a labor of love and I do enjoy it…most of the time.

This past Thursday we went down to the Iowa State Fair with Jay…our annual Trek of Junk Food. Matt was salivating all day just pondering all of his choices and wondering what he might pick. We had a general idea of where we wanted to go, so once there we went from favorite food place to favorite food place…stopping once and a while to check out some ‘fair’ stuff like the animals and all the goodies at the Varied Industries Building. It was nice and cool that evening too and we had a really good time hanging out with Jay and indulging in the many fried novelties that only come around this time of year. Matt was still on a fair (or maybe it was sugar) high on Friday morning as he lounged on the couch finishing off his bag of cotton candy. I took Friday off so we were able to sleep in a bit and then watched the gymnastics finals from the night before that we were too tired to stay up and watch. We recorded them and promised not to watch any news or go online until we had a chance to see how it ended up. It was really nice just to have a day off to ourselves. We hung out on the deck talking about what trees we want to plant and trying to envision where the fence is going to be. Hopefully they will come to get started on that this week!! Yahoo!

Saturday was another busy day. I did some housework in the morning, and then we headed out to a matinee, then to the grocery store, then home. It was such a beautiful evening that we decided to go for a drive after supper too. We’ve always enjoyed driving around with the windows down on cool evenings…just checking out neighborhoods and talking. Sometimes I miss Matt being able to do the driving…but we had a good time, nonetheless.

So, that was our weekend wrap up, I guess! We’ve got another full week coming up and hopefully it’ll be an exciting one with the new bed coming on Tuesday and work should be starting on the fence.


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