Graduation Party

The son at home graduates Friday at 3:30 with the party at 6:00. My daughter flies in tonight. My son from Atlanta drives home tomorrow night. He is bringing his dog, Zeus. My first grand dog. My sister already has 2 grand dogs. I was feeling left out. I am trying to prepare Chip and Shelley for the meeting of their nephew. They aren't interested. Chip is on 30 mgm of Valium for his myasthenia gravis. He is pretty mellow these days. Shelley only does what Chip does. She is a big chicken. She is especially afraid of vacuums . I read an article about vacuuming a shedding dog. Shelley has never fully recovered from her vacuuming experience. Taking in all these factors the dog fights shouldn't draw blood. My husband cooked two pots of sauce a few weekends ago. He will be home tomorrow to stuff shells and whatever else he feels is necessary. My role, according to him, will be to do whatever he tells me to do. The carpets are clean. The dogs are groomed. My children will sit during the party on the furniture with ripped upholstery. Basically that is the whole family room. There are enough people coming that it will be hard to see massacred hardwoods. The lights will be dimmed so all peeling paint, spots and dents in ceilings and walls will appear as soft shadows.

I checked the nest yesterday and the momma was there. I am not going back. The space is dark and the nest, pot, and momma are brown. I will leave well enough alone. I should never gone in there. I do so much better sitting in my big chair knitting.