Make Hay While The Sun Shines

So long August....

I never have liked you.  

You're a perpetual sweat ball on the end of the nose... a  hot flash that won't go away. You kill the flowers and zap the strength.  You steal little children from the lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer and lock them up in classrooms before they're ready. 

You meanie, you. 

No. I never have been  a fan of August. 

Not when I was a kid, not when I was a young mother, not ever.   

Until now.  

Yep.

 It has taken me 52 years to find  the redeeming value of  August,

 but I've finally found it.

Here's what it is:

Congress is on recess. 

Lest you think this is a political post and plan to skedaddle, hold yer horses. It isn't. I don't suffer from the delusion that a congressional recess is a month long vacation. This is a representative republic, after all. Recess means that they work in the district among the folks they are supposed to represent.

That's a good thing, right?

Yeah, I think so too. 

But that's not the reason I like it. I like it because recess makes August is a great time for the little ants on the Hill to take their vacation time. In other words, come home to Mother...

That's what mine did, anyway, and that's why August is off the naughty list this year. 

We had a wonderfully extended Labor Day weekend around here with a full house.

You'd think I would have all kinds of blog fodder to show for it, wouldn't you? 

But no. 

Mainly, we just sat around and yakked.  We ate a meal on that sunflower table and sat on the porch fighting the gnats with our church fans.  The gnats won.

We had better luck when we took our dream team to Trivia Night at El Sombrero. We kind of kicked butt there 'cause we know random stuff like the name of Kimmie Gibler's boyfriend on Full House.

We ended up coming in second place behind a team whose name I can't repeat on the world wide web and won a $15.00 gift certificate for our trivial pursuit.   We would have won  $30.00 if we hadn't second guessed ourselves on a bonus question... or if any one of us had ever read The Life of Pi.

(Which takes place in the Pacific Ocean, just in case you get asked that at El Trivia Night.)   

All too soon, it was time to say good-bye.  Fortunately, we had enough family memories stored up to last us until next time.

 Oh, and it's Dwayne. 

Kimmie Gibbler's boyfriend's name was Dwayne.

You were all  racking your brains trying to remember that, weren't you?

Yeah, that's what I thought. 

So what did you do on your Labor Day weekend?

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sharing at Good Fences this week.