Many years ago (29 to be exact) we lived in town in a house that was 60 or so years old. We loved that old house, but the country was calling. The previous owners had lined the property line with peony bushes. Deep blood red and glorious pink peony bushes. We dug about every other bush up and transplanted them to my parent’s yard when we sold the house. It took years for us to finally transplant some of them to our own place. But they haven’t grown well here. And have never bloomed. Until this year.
My peonies! I am thrilled. I was hoping the bush I ended up with would be the deep red one, but now I don’t care at all. Peonies invoke memories of home, grandmas, and fun.
I snuck outside in between rain showers to get a picture.
As a child, I’d always run out to cut a bouquet of flowers, only to be told they had to stay on the porch because of the ants and bugs.
So, today, the peonies still stay on the porch. They need ants to reveal their many colors. A few days on the porch and the ants are all gone. But unfortunately, so are the petals. Anyway, I love peonies.
-----------------------------Grandson Austin had a toothache, and I had the privilege of taking him to the dentist. What a kid! What a dentist!
This almost 5 year old (Sunday is the day) walked right in, climbed up into the chair, and opened wide.
It turned out he had several cavities – one too deep to fix, with the six year molar pushing its way through. That one needed to come out. The dentist wanted to also fill one, and put a spacer in. Wow, that is a lot of work for a little guy like him to manage.
We had to decide whether to go for it, with the help of laughing gas, or schedule a trip to out patient surgery. I took one look at how relaxed Austin still was after already having many x-rays taken and said, “let’s do it”.
Let’s do it was definitely the right decision. He laid back, started breathing in the laughing gas and relaxed even more. At one point he said, “I feel like I’m inside a toothbrush”. Ok, Austin. Whatever.
After he was given the shot to numb the world of his mouth, we waited… And waited… And waited… Every so often I would watch the dentist prick Austin’s gum and say “do you feel this”. Austin would always say, “yes”. Another prick, another yes. Only, the dentist hadn’t touched his gum. We looked at each other and I nodded, the nurse nodded, the dentist nodded. The real work began! That little mouth was open for an eternity.
The laughing gas was supposed to be out of his system by the time we left the office, but I’m not buying that. His treat for being so good was a shopping trip for a toy. I parked my car at Wal-Mart and Austin said, “I think I’ll just wait in the car”. I don’t think so! We both went in and bought a toy and soft goodies.
--------------------------------THEY promised sunshine today. THEY had better be right, because I already have 4 loads of laundry on the clothes line. Heading in to work for a few hours, a workout and then hopefully a quiet weekend.
Oh, and the bathroom is coming along great! All of the fixtures are here except the mirror. The floor is done. The bead board is up and ready for painting. The plumber is supposed to come today. I’m not sure where we are going to find four strong men to help get cast iron tub from the garage into the bathroom. I do believe we are going to have a pizza party. (hint, hint, kids) And how are they going to bend that cast iron tub around a doorway off a hallway? Stay tuned.