When Rob asked me what I wanted for Man-mom’s day, I just blurted out, 20 bags of mulch. And, the mulch isn’t the gift, it’s the hauling it that’s the real gift. And, it came to pass that 20 bags of mulch were brought to my back yard. And, I spent most of the rest of the weekend, happily puttering in my flowerbeds, watching out for snakes (only one) and spreading the good cheer that comes from a good mulching.
That’s okay, I don’t think my family got it either.
The weather has been so beautiful. It rained all week long last week. Welcome relief. The temps were cool, partly cloudy skies and a nice breeze. Friday afternoon, I spent hours sitting in the sun room, listening to a book on tape and hand quilting.
I also got this block finished. This is block 18 of 36 for the Jubilee Quilt.
And, I finished my greek key doily.
I also made myself a man-mom’s day cake.
This is a Mardi Gras cake and I don’t think my family was as impressed as I was. It’s actually a bit too rich, a fact I’d forgotten in the 20 years, I guess it’s been, since I made one. It’s just like a german chocolate cake, except made with butterscotch morsels instead of chocolate. Ummmmmmm
I gave myself a sugar shock and sat up crocheting for a while. My hands hurt too bad to quilt.
We ate like kings. My family does know how to take me out. Good Sandwiches, Fish house, and then Asian fusion. And, everybody got a new pair of shoes.
Does it really get any better than that? No fussing, no arguing, everybody doing what they want to do. That’s how I like to celebrate Man-mom’s day.