March 13, 2017
Here are a few moments and memories from Sarah’s spring break–over way too soon!
I caught this photo of Sarah and Steve praying over their lunch as I was heading out the door one day last week. Treasurable times!
Last night the two of them spend some time finishing up her taxes. (Just so you know, Steve is not–in actuality–asleep.)
I think it’s hilarious that I caught him with his eyes closed in two pictures. Maybe it’s because he thinks taxes are so easy you can do them with your eyes closed!
When the taxing task of doing her taxes was finally finished, the two of them shared a big hug and smile. (At this point in the process, Steve did opt to open his eyes.)
(Please note that Sarah NEVER asks me to help her with her taxes. If I were to attempt to fill out any of those forms, I could conceivably shut down the federal government for the next 15 years while they tried to figure out whatever inscrutable scribblings I had managed to conjure up for their cipherin’ puzzlements.)
Sarah made me a lovely birthday dessert . . .
and bought a few of my favorite things to unwrap.
In fine Smith Women Form, she found a pair of earrings at the thrift store, which I loved. I had also asked for a closing lid for my new drinking cup and she since she knows I love Golden Graham bars, she added one of those.
Steve gave me a lovely pair of earrings. He has such good taste in jewelry.
A friend gave me a $10 gift and I found these three items at a thrift store. (The total was $10.17. Not too bad, huh?)
The Wednesday night class I teach at church rustled up some guacamole, chips and cupcakes to help me celebrate the fifty-fifth anniversary of my day of birth.
Saturday afternoon Sarah and I were suddenly hit by the mutual realization that we hadn’t done much of anything fun during her visit since it was kind of crazy, stressful week for Steve and me.
We started off with the amazingly fun experience of going to the ATM machine at her bank. Are we wild party gals, or what?
Then we took ourselves off to Sonic restaurant for a small lunch. We happened to be there during the time when drinks and slushies were half off. There are no happier words than “half off” . . .
for the two of us to hear.
We then went to a local thrift store where we both spent massive quantities of money. ( About $4 each.)
On our way out of the store, we passed by this mysterious item. After staring at it for quite a while, we gave up in complete puzzlement as to its purpose. Ideas, anyone?
Last night, Sarah started her Goodbye Kissy Routine with Summer, whom she will miss greatly.
This morning she was up early to get ready for her trip back to Regent.
While she loaded up the back-end of the car . . .
Steve did his mysterious front-end-of the car tasks.
My invaluable contribution was to walk around in my fuzzy socks and screech about how “stinkin’ freezin’ cold it is out here!” I’m quite certain my family could not possibly run smoothly without all the invaluable encouragement and assistance I so unselfishly offer.
Sarah is gone. Again.
As I watched her go, I got to wondering how many hellos and goodbyes I will eventually witness in that doorway with all her comings and goings in addition to Nathan, Meagan, and the grandkids’ travels hither and yon.
But as long as they all remember that the door is always open to their knock; as long as they never forget that they CAN come home again, I am a happy, contented mama living out all my moments here in this precious house of spring-breakin’, dessert-makin,’ and photo-takin’.
Thrift stores, fuzzy socks
and conversing with my Yorkie are all on the list of things I love.