roadrunner on our birdbath, taken last spring, see old post, here
Top ten mom things to do on the evening of my bi-annual mom-home-alone experience:
1. clean and refill birdbath
2. feed chickens fruit and veggie scraps; find one brown egg
3. sneak over to the neighbor's back yard where Daring Daughter is babysitting (ok, so i'm not entirely home alone); throw tiny pebbles at her as she swings on the hammock (listening in as she gives voice commands to her iPod); all the while the babysittees swing on their swing set, plainly looking in my direction, laughing really loud, thereby giving me away, unheeding my pleas to:
4. watch the parade of tricked out vintage cars at the car show in Vineland, NJ, courtesy of my sister texting me pictures (don't you love modern technology?), and not really minding the longhorn orange Chevy
5. pause by the kitchen window to watch the hummingbird lap sugar water from the feeder (my mother's day gift)
6. slice up a big plate of fresh, homegrown, good-as-Jersey tomatoes (thank you, dear husband), generously sea salted and black peppered, and savor each and every bite as I sit on my back porch, under the ceiling fan, rocking in my trusty, beaten up, barely woven together wicker chair, alternating between watching the sun set and reading Austin Woman Magazine
7. share bits of tomato slices with my tail-wagging-pooch (who knew dogs love homegrown tomatoes?)
8. text my out-of-town, boys-only-weekend, golf-playing-husband,
I deposited $ into our checking account.
In case you need extra tipping cash for the lap dancers.
9. stream foreign films on Netflix (currently playing, sidewalls)
10. repeat to myself, life is good ... life is good ...