ahh...Saturday, my friend

In news of stay-cation we have:

Luke, haircut: check.

Winning the war against small, alien invaders otherwise known as "stole in on my nectarines fruitflies".  Nefarious creatures.  They should heed my rule: never get between a housewife and her bowl of vinegar.  Or her bottle of countertop spray.

Feel myself again after a great two hours at the hair salon.  Thank you, Jane.  I am no longer feeling orange and shorn.  Instead, finally feeling myself.  A lovely indulgence for today.

Jim, Jeb and Luke labored long and with great fun moving the Myers to temporary new lodgings!
It was so fun to bring the littles for pizza lunch and see family and friends gathered to encourage and cheer them on, as well as invest sweat equity in their big day with them.  There is nothing like true friendships to walk through life.  I could have hugged everyone's neck with the goodness of the working together.  We were perhaps on the level of Amish-ness barn raisings.  It was a beautiful thing.

Biking and swimming pool in the back yard {wading pool, that is} fun for the girls and I.  And to top it all off, the incredible baking creation of a chocolate-coconut cake slathered richly with almond-infused cream-cheese frosting.  Oh, my stars!  Soooo yummy.  Anna was very proud.  She baked so well today!

Jeb and Luke ended up having sleepovers here with friends.  Fun times.  Longboarding and some other-world creating of boyland that doesn't make sense to me.  Nightgames were forestalled by the dense wall of mosquitoes that met them in our lush backyard landscape.  We clearly need to spray evil chemicals to ward them all off.

Cooper still gone at friends cabin.

Jim and I tucked girls, shooed boys and claimed the family room.  We watched, "The King's Speech".  Wonderful.  What an uplifting movie, and an incredible glimpse into kindness.  I did not make it dry-eyed through the description of the little brother's death {the one with epilepsy}.  Or the part where Lionel conducted him through "the speech".  I didn't think I'd smile at the use of those expletives, but I was indeed, smiling in encouragement.

Nana, Papa, if you haven't seen that movie, see it now!

Jim's dad is officially Wonderman.  After spending a week in hospital with a terrible infection requiring a PIC line and a stay in intensive care, he was released HOME, shocking us all!  Mr. Bionic is now settling in and surely thrilled to be home with Mrs. Wonderful, Nana.  Papa, what sweet news it was to hear you are back home!  We love you so much and are so happy you are doing so well.

Now it is on to our last stay-cation day: Sunday.

Off to putter!  That's the plan for the day.

Love, and lots of it,
Sara

All in all, a lovely day