How Did It Get to Be Thursday Already???

Time flies when you're having fun, I guess!

I was out on the patio listening to the cicadas a bit ago. Once upon a time, they bore witness to the "dog days of summer"...but came seemingly early this year. There is also a wren in the neighborhood that tickles me. Wrens are such tiny little birds but just warble their hearts out...and build such ugly nests with sticks going every which way. I do love to hear them, though!

I have started the packing process. Really need to make a shopping run to pick up a few things that will be needed for the California trip. Maybe tomorrow. Unders (as previously mentioned), snacks, a new purse for Grandma, and some travel-size toiletries. Meg has made a special request for some eyeglass cleaner from Walmart, etc. I feel a little less organized this trip than last...or maybe, because I've already made the trip once, I have planned ahead and know what is needed. Have already taken care of the obvious.

One thing that is planned for this trip is mass at one of the old Spanish missions in California. (There are many.) Since my grandchildren are Catholic, I think that will be a special trip for them. I remembered the Catholic tradition that women have their heads covered in church...and then recalled that I am in possession of my mother's black Chantilly Lace mantilla. (Dad brought it back to her from the Orient.) We weren't Catholic, but Mom treasured it because it was REAL Chantilly Lace. Even though the head-covering dictate was lifted many decades ago, I thought it would be nice if Robin could wear her great-grandmother's mantilla in mass at a Spanish mission church. (Robin was born on my mother's birthday. That isn't significant to HER, but it means a lot to ME.) Since one can never tell about children, I am not holding out for a great deal with this. Just thought it would be nice...

Time to hit the sack. I am beging congratulated for how good my house looks. Huh?? Obviously, the congratulator hasn't looked too closely!