Excuses, Excuses

Talk about a full house! Both married daughters and their children are presently finding an abode here in the white house with the red roof - and, boy, are we having fun! Last night we hosted a small evening tea party on the porch as a final huzzah! in celebration of Danica before she leaves this quaint North Country town for the suburbs of California.

My lovely daughters spent the day with me in the kitchen preparing a couple of treats for the big event. We served puff pastry filled with sauteed baby portabella mushroom & herbs from my very own garden. Easy, quick, and Yummy! We also found a fun molded cookie recipe from which we shaped cups to fill with homemade pudding and top with freshly made bing cherry syrup. Very pretty. But most of all a fun day working together. Very reminiscent of days gone by before they up and left me for those wonderful husbands of theirs (imagine, the nerve...!)

Meanwhile, the little ones were playing in my cupboards, wandering up the stairs, running in and out the backdoor, and having lots of fun in general. In short, it looked like bedlam, with pots boiling over, dishes piling high, runny noses being wiped, and all that sort of stuff.

When we weren't doing that kind of thing, we were washing umpteen loads of laundry from all these sweaty little bodies and their bedding that had been pooped on or wet. Huh. And people wonder what housewives do all day!

So there you have it - my grand excuse for shallow blog writing. Finding a small space for quiet time in the Word is next to impossible. And surely that must come first before all of you...

Sorry about that!