Cider Press Hill

Vacation ends

Saturday, 1:16 pm

By Kate

Apr

23

2005

It’s pouring rain out there today. If April showers bring May flowers, we should be awash with posies next month. Unless we are literally washed away first. Flood warnings all over the place. At least this gives me a good excuse for not doing yard work today.

Instead, I’ve been doing housework. I often like to tell myself that having a teenager is the cause of 75% of my housework. After a week with him away, I have to admit that is a myth.

I can’t believe how quickly this week has passed. He has been gone for 8 days and it feels as if he just left. He comes home tomorrow evening. So time to tidy up and prepare for the young’uns return. However, I haven’t cleaned his room. I ought to feel a little guilty about that, but I don’t. Well, maybe just a little.

I’ve opened his door and peered in a few times and then closed the door quickly. Coming home to that mess won’t be much fun, probably, but I’d have to point out that Mom didn’t have anything to do with making it that way and sometimes Mom wants to run away from it, too. On the the other hand, I am half convinced that he likes it that way. It’s his mess and he feels comfortable in it. That’s about the only explanation I can come up with.

Meantime, I need to learn how to make margaritas. Seem that I’ll be hosting a girls’ night in tonight. In my whole entire life I have never made a margarita. I’ve made lots of other drinks, but never a margarita. I’m not even sure what all goes in one and I’ll at least need to figure out that out so I know what ingredients to get.

But before I do that, the cats want their lunch. I have two of them alternately jumping up on my desk, reminding me that they have needs. Immediate, important needs. Best way to get my attention is to jump up on the desk and flop down on the keyboard.

So, I’m off.