It's Trash Day!

That's what I told Gabe last night before he went to bed.  Trash day means the big truck will come by and the guys will wave at us.  The little boys seem to just love trucks.  Big ones especially. 

I like trash day because they take away a weeks worth of trash and we can start over again with a clean slate.

Gabe and Emma are here and things are being accomplished.  I'm so grateful that I don't have to plan a wedding.  I'm so grateful that I don't have to plan anything.  I do have to get measured for a tuxedo and that has caused stress.  I've started removing wall paper from the side bedroom.  We were going to fix it up for the Summer's festivities.  It may be too late for that, now.  I need a big jolt of energy but if I really got one I'd probably squander it on something else.  Without rereading my old blogs, I don't remember if I mentioned the old maple tree in the back yard.  We had it removed(except for the stump).  We have also got the garden looking much better.  Thanks to the work of other people as well as us.

Again, this is boring...my life revolves around my string trimmer.  Jman has produced a World Cup Bracket in order to make the games more interesting, so I entered that.  Best wishes to all of you from the slightly dingy Sidebedroom.