Sunday we stayed for lunch because Bill's mom was not going with us to the cottage. that afternoon we drove to Streator and openned up the cottage. it's by the Vermillion river but you can barely see the river from the cottage, so we worked for a bit at clearing brush and chopping down small trees. Next time I'll sharpen the axe first.
I didn't notice it at the time, but I must have sprained my wrist. it hurt considerably on Monday and is only just starting to be better. Tuesday I wore my brace and took score on the sidelines for our softball game. Hopefully next week I'll be able to play.
Monday despite the wrist hurting I washed all of the windows that we had open and did some vaccuuming. Bill helped clean off the screens. I'm hoping to make it a nicer place for Bill's mom to enjoy. Bill says it's much nicer with the porch open, so I'm going to try to remember to ask his mom if we'd best move the canoe someplace else so she can sit on the porch.
after lunch we stopped to visit Bill's dad's grave west of town. It's almost all the way around the main loop in the cemetary across from a flower shop. we parked the car where there's a tree-stump-like thing for putting flowers in, and went over to the Eisenbart plot. This was the first time we'd been to visit. It seemed appropriate to be there on memorial day.
um, let's see, other news.. The transplanted pansies are most of them still alive and glad for the recent run of rain. Still haven't put the garden in. Had a nice time at Rikhei's housewarming party last night, playing with the kittens. I hope she names them Simon and Garfunkle; it feels right for those two.
I'm very sleepy just now. I'll write more later.