Queen…for a Day of Labor

Star Date 05092016

What a fantastic day. My Casey is here (with her Michael), and my baby Logan is here. No Sammer’s…yet. Soon the Afros ….er …Renfros will be here. I got batter sleep than I have in a month. It is sub 60 degrees…although it will be 90 today. So, you might be asking, why the pep in my step? Because of Labor Day? The official buzzkill holiday. Think about it. This day marks the ‘official’ end of Summer. …perhaps more importantly, the last day I can wear all white. This fact alone, makes Charlie unhappy. BTW, I have calculated that Charlie takes up entirely too much room. I have also determined…or someone has, that the average human skull can hold up to 62 golf balls. Look it up. I did. I have one. Realistically, I have room for at least 65 more. What? My math is off? I think not. I am not average. Thus 65…nay…68…Charlie makes…you guessed it, 69. Teehee. Speaking of all white:

This movie must’ve been done pre-Labor Day.

Bob Diamond – For example, I used 48% of my brain. Do you know how much you use?

Daniel Miller – forty…..seven?

Bob Diamond – (laughing). 3%

Rip Torn…best acting name ever. Defending Your Life is the movie. 1991. I feel like Charlie is 3% of my brain. Bastard. Oh…In sticking with the Barbra Streisand theme, I added another ‘dandy’. Why? Due to the thrillkill that is today’s supposed or imposed national holiday, I thought I would give it a more upbeat tone. Today marks Freddie Mercury’s 70st birthday. …well…rather…it would, if he were alive. Tanzania…you don’t really hear of people having been bored in Tanzania.

Fast forward. Michael is in the kitchen…as he should be. I smells me some bacon…not a bad start. French toast made from …you guessed it…French bread loaves. Homemade syrup. Yep. They also churn their own butter. Okay…not the butter…at least as far as I know. Although, I would not put it beyond Casey’s realm. Casey made syrup. Apparently this is from Michael’s mom’s recipe. What I can tell you …although I did have someone else confirm the decadent odor, as Charlie occasionally smells fresh-baked chocolate chip cookies…the syrup smells just like the stuff they put on Cinnabons. Casey confirmed. As did Michael. Ironically, I did smell chocolate chip cookies, last night…then real ones appeared. …All in all, a phenomenal start.

Fast forward. So seepy. Logan had a full house today, and was very mostly almost happy. All took turns on taking some time with Miss Logan. I believe she rather enjoyed it. It was great to spend some time with Scott, Sandi, and mom. Not so great to see them leave or Sam. House is now quiet and full on mirgraine…not that I’m counting, but that is three days in a row. So…cuttin this short.

Final thoughts. I am really tired of the really bad headaches. I am not tired of being with all my girls. I am really tired of saying goodbye to my girls.