AlisonH
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Finally home. Had a great visit with my parents after the reunion on my husband’s side was over and we got to go to a get-together at my uncle’s. Too tired to think straight. But the birdfeeder is full again, the tomato plant survived our absence (it’s in a pot) and I’m going to un-load on you a little to say we’ve started the great laundry catch-up.
Now for my own bed to go collapse into.
(Oh, and, I have access to my mail again. Um, let’s say tomorrow.)
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Ah! Family reunions are a lot of fun, well most of the time, but tiring. It’s always great to be back home.
Comment by Joansie 08.03.10 @ 5:10 amContrasts certainly enhance each other. The quiet of home is never more peaceful than after a really great family reunion.
Comment by twinsetellen 08.03.10 @ 5:30 amI haven’t been to a reunion in so long I wouldn’t recognize those people without a name tag. With them being out west, I just wouldn’t know who was who.
The best reunion I ever went to was one of my ex-husband’s family. It was huge, held in the homestead on Long Island. They all sat around stating that the twins must have been from so and so side of the family because they were strawberry blonds. Uhmmmm, did you look at their mother?
Comment by afton 08.03.10 @ 8:03 amWelcome home! Laundry? Good luck with that! LOL
Comment by Mary 08.03.10 @ 8:41 amEvery time Amalie and I came home from a trip, as we swung the car into the park, we’d start singing, “Be it ever so humble …” Every time. And then, of course, it was time to do all that dirty laundry.
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