Easter weekend was a flurry of activity. Tom works like a dog, if a dog actually worked. I don't know any working dogs. He finished the patio, but the weather did not cooperate with his plan of putting in the polymeric sand. Apparently the brick pavers MUST be completely dry or the sand sets up like concrete on the pavers. The bags are stacked in the shed. He also put in the 'crib' to keep the pavers where they need to be, nailed in with 8-inch spikes. He put a piece of 'cattle carpet' over the sand that is east of the back steps and put the new mulch on that. It looks great and smells even better. I want to get large planters to place on the mulch and put in flowers and some sort of greenery.
He also finished sanding the walls in the downstairs bathroom and I painted the walls on Saturday and the ceiling on Sunday morning. Now that the roof is fixed the ceiling will stay repaired! He re-installed the cabinets, light fixtures and towel racks and it looks fantastic! All grown up!
Also on Saturday, while I was at the kitchen sink, a couple drives up. I don't know them. Tom and Aunt Pat are eating dinner, but it is still light outside. I see her on the new patio, waving, and he's in the drive way telling her not to go to that door, go to the side door. Tom goes out to see what they want.
He's dressed in a green denim shirt, 'cowboy' jeans with a big belt buckle, she's in a shearling vest, jeans, both have on cowboy boots. They are older than we are, but not old (Ha!). They don't want to come in, they want to see the barn. Typical, right?
They live 'down the road' and have Quarter horses, but not at their place; board the horses over near one of the horsey clubs we belong to. She says she's been driving to work past our house for twenty-five years and all of a sudden there is this barn! Apparently now is the time to stop in.
Their plan is to move the horses to their own place but they don't yet have a barn. We should get a commission! Tom gives them the full tour and Sprite is the ambassador, the 'hostess with the mostest.' She says if Sprite is missing, she'll be at her place! Sprite is a charmer, she needs a job.
After they leave, after Tom finishes dinner, we start a bonfire! I burned all my old bills and things that we used to shred and started on the close-in pile, then moved to the flat bed that is full of the Pine and Maple debris. We got about half way down the flat bed pile when it started to rain, heavy at times, so we fled to the barn. I sat in the chair under the awning, outside KC's stall. I played with his lips, which he loves. Tom played with the little ones. By the time it stopped raining it was after 11:00 o'clock and well past my bed time. I was pooped. I made sure what was in the barrel would get burned and wouldn't catch onto what was not in the barrel.
Easter Sunday the day dawned clear but the fog had fallen in the field. Tom went to the old house to pick up the patio furniture but ended up mowing the grass. I wanted to mow the grass on my way home Friday but it was raining by the time I left the office. He also ran out of gas. I painted the bathroom ceiling and put together the pasta salad for dinner.
The patio looks great with the furniture on it, once we get another load of gravel for the parking lot, it will tie in the new patio lay-out with the expanded parking. It will look like it was always like that.
We wrestled the ham into the oven and straightened out the house, set the table, and all that other stuff you do when company will be arriving.
After dinner, around 3:00 o'clock, the hot (80's) humid weather turned into a raging thunder storm. The grain elevator across the street could not be seen during this episode. It was awesome! It only lasted about 15 minutes, but it was spectacular. Tom got all the kids into the barn before they all got too soaked.
After everybody left and the kids had eaten we had planned on putting everybody back out for the evening. Temps would not go down much below 60. At 10 o'clock it was still lightening, but the stars were out. I thought it best to keep them in where it was dry, not standing around in the wet grass all night, eating. That will happen soon enough, April is almost gone.
The days are long, but the years are short.
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