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springlike day
The sun came out today, so it ended up being a nice sort of day. Busy, but nice. (As long as we don't mention the Evil Easter Egg hunt, that is.) Son 1 had a campout last night and got back in time to babysit while DH and the youngest two went to this graveside service for his great-aunt. DH is much more freaked out by funerals than I am. He's always worried that something like that won't be a good place to bring kids. I, on the other hand, grew up in The Place America Goes to Die (aka a Sunbelt Retirement Destination), and funerals are sort of normal events for me. Obviously when it's a kid or close relative who dies, it's a shock just as much for anyone else, but when someone is elderly and have lived a good life, there's a sort of celebration of their life as well as being sad for them being gone. Anyway, it was outside, so it wasn't like the kids were going to disturb things much, and they didn't know the person in question, anyway, so it was fine. I realize that most of the funerals I've been to have been one of two kinds: funerals for relatives I don't know very well, and funerals for people I do know well but am not related to. Which also tends to diffuse things quite a bit for me. This was nice because we got to see some of my husband's living relatives who we DO know.
Then we stopped in at this huge and fascinating estate sale/used and new furniture place in town (if you've ever been to Shelley, you know which one I mean!). We bought some beds and a couch there when we first got here, and when we walked in, one of the guys said, "Nice to see you again." I guess they remembered us from months ago. Anyway, the store has every kind of strange farm implement, kitchen tool from the 1950s, all the books your grandma has in her basement, and a lot of cool antique and/or one of a kind pieces of furniture, like the bedroom set made entirely from wooden skis, snowshoes, etc. There was a moosehead bigger than my whole body and some amazing airplane and ship models. We even saw a shelf that looked a bit like Dumbledore's cabinet where he keeps the memories for the Pensieve. We would have bought it, too--we need something that size--but the shelves themselves had some structural issues that we didn't have the time to fix.
Then this afternoon we went to the river, which is still pretty high, but at least the snow is gone and there were one or two green leaves. Spring might be on the way! The kids wore shorts because they said it was "hot." (It was 48--but with sun!) So, spring is coming, but slowly.
Then we stopped in at this huge and fascinating estate sale/used and new furniture place in town (if you've ever been to Shelley, you know which one I mean!). We bought some beds and a couch there when we first got here, and when we walked in, one of the guys said, "Nice to see you again." I guess they remembered us from months ago. Anyway, the store has every kind of strange farm implement, kitchen tool from the 1950s, all the books your grandma has in her basement, and a lot of cool antique and/or one of a kind pieces of furniture, like the bedroom set made entirely from wooden skis, snowshoes, etc. There was a moosehead bigger than my whole body and some amazing airplane and ship models. We even saw a shelf that looked a bit like Dumbledore's cabinet where he keeps the memories for the Pensieve. We would have bought it, too--we need something that size--but the shelves themselves had some structural issues that we didn't have the time to fix.
Then this afternoon we went to the river, which is still pretty high, but at least the snow is gone and there were one or two green leaves. Spring might be on the way! The kids wore shorts because they said it was "hot." (It was 48--but with sun!) So, spring is coming, but slowly.
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