My main squeeze went to the Anglican church with me this morning---his second visit. That was nice. Funny too since a woman who sat behind us is one of his woodworking customers. He actually repaired a sewing table for her this past week. A small world, for sure. And the church had their annual outdoor picnic after church and I think Gary was actually game for it. I was hesitant, so we came home, but cool to see enthusiasm on his part. He's more comfortable with crowds (not that this would be a huge crowd, by any means), but I tend to get squirmy. He did say that if you want to get involved, then you've got to participate. He was using 'you' in the universal sense, and I wasn't sure if he was wanting to get to know folks better or if he was directing me to. Guess I'll have to ask him.
About to go to my mom's to pick up the leftover pizza from yesterday's lunch. Meanwhile a pork roast simmers in the crock pot and likewise some Boston baked beans are going to town in our cast iron pot.
And as I meander on, my brain continues to be in a holding pattern, trying to get used to not doing schoolwork, thinking on summer sorts of things, and attempting to get into chill mode. Harder than it looks.
Finally, for those of you west of the Mississippi, look out for the solar eclipse at sundown. We'll get a smattering of it---partial, I'm thinking---at our house, just east of the river. Might be fun. Truly, anything out of the ordinary is a bit of a treat.
(must work on sentences with more words and words with more than two syllables---might need adult company more often)
