Popping in

Howdy peeps!

I am just popping in to say" hey"

 and let you know I am popping out to a quick vacation.

We are still camping in the drive.

 The house is looking good.

No word on the contents, other than the usual...

"you are a big job."

Excuse me? What the Hello Kitty?

Carpet is to be laid in my master bedroom on June 7th.

 I hope our stuff comes from the restoration company shortly after that.
Until then, I have plans.

Come this Thursday Jackie and I are whisking our  mom, Toots off in a big ol' jet airliner

to the sunny state of Florida. 

We are meeting up with my niece Ellen, her daughter Sophie and my oldest sister, Judy.
(I feel like there should be commas between the person's relationship to me and their name
 but then it just looked like too many commas.
My old English teacher has expired and I have retained nothing of my formal education.
Or the informal.
I do remember Pink Floyd saying we don't need no education...
For now, I rely on Nick Kids to school me.)
Did I lose ya back there?

Unfortunately my sister, Linda who is my fellow decorating machine couldn't make this trip.

We are technically going there to decorate my sis's vacation house.

The place she hangs all winter... like Illinois is cold or something. Pfft

This house is the replacement of her 5th wheel where I currently abide..
She didn't offer the vacay house up for my interim dwelling.
Maybe she didn't think she had room for the cattle.
I'll give her the benefit of the doubt on that.

Luckily, it's not all work ahead.

There's is thrifting in the itinerary, IKEA, and of course, a visit to my mother ship....Home Goods.

However, the grand daddy of it all...we are hitting Magic Kingdom with Toots in tow.

She's 89 and wanting to party like Cinderella.

Well, like a princess on a scooter.

Depending on how hard we all work,

we may be a royal court on scooters.

No doubt there will be some hobbling.

I am famous for wearing flip flops for 12 miles of walking only to

end the day with crying dogs.

So yes,  I am leaving poor Stu here to carry on.

Someone has to batten down the hatches in the camper when the tornados threaten...

which is just about daily.

While I am away, I am hoping it quits raining and he finishes planting.

I have a big to-do list when those contents aka the" big job" come home.

Don't cry for him Argentina.

I am leaving 3 capable daughters here to keep him
in line well fed and cared for properly.
Until I return, keep the home fires burning.
Well not literally, trust me it's a big old mess...
actually the word on the street is
 it's a "big  job".