Sunday Eve
August 30, 2009
Sunday evening at the Pomegranates is cool and quiet. Cucciolo is very busy with a bone and Bella Sera is passed out at my feet, asleep next to her son. We are gathered around the porch table eating a variety of catch as catch can for Sunday supper. I am content with some cheese, bread, and tomatoes, and the other 3 are eating penne a la vodka from the Italian place up the street.
The Teen and I have just returned from a college visit to the state college 90 minutes away. It has a great art program and is very accessible up the New York State Thruway. We agree that it is a good safe school for her, even if it is a tad too much like her high school - same population of students.
Sister #4 came along with her daughter, who is also graduating this year. After the tour, I found a very cool coffee house - huge, old sofas, guitar player, tin ceilings, many people on laptops - very much my kind of place. The Teen and I had a drink and then met up with my sister who had found a very cute outdoor shopping center that housed antique stores, candy store, cheese shop, and other boutique like shops. My sister got a cute metal planter that will look adorable on her front porch.
Mystery Man came home triumphant from his new town, having found a place to live. It's been quite the learning experience for him, as he went from deciding he wanted a two-bedroom townhouse to ending up with a really nice bedroom in a townhouse rented out by a couple. Seems the paycheck doesn't go that far even down south, and the places he saw online ended up being in very sketchy neighborhoods. I am so happy that he ended up renting a room in a house with other people. I didn't relish him living by himself - over an adult movie theater! - in a strange town, starting his first full time job. Now I know that he's in a very nice town house, with a room and bath of his own, with a stable, bright professional couple. Whew! Got by that problem thanks to his determination and a lot of legwork all over the city.
Our Cape Cod house is still in contract. Like most houses on the Cape, it needs a lot of work and updating and we are still negotiating certain frills - like a furnace! With prayers, we hope to have it all resolved this week.
The Pomegranates are going to have an incredibly busy fall. Labor Day weekend we are helping MM move; The Teen has college visits to schedule; we hope to be closing on the Cape and getting up there to get work done. Oh, and we are having our only full bath gutted, which it desperately needs.
So don't think I don't love you all if I am not posting too, too frequently.
I did begin a series of paintings based on old family photographs. I started 4 and found that is an optimum amount as I can paint bits and bobs on each while the others dry. It is absolutely amazing how much stress is released when I concentrate on painting. It's like an hour on the beach for me. I realized that I just HAVE to work it into my life, as crazy as it is right now. I'm getting up with the dogs and going straight into my artroom. Bella Sera likes to lay next to me and Cucciolo can be bribed with a bone so he doesn't tear apart all my supplies...After 60 minutes of painting, I can be caring, cheerful, and ready for everyone's needs without feeling like the martyr of motherhood.
The night is cool, the crickets are chirping, the candles are lit on the porch. May your Sunday slide into Monday with nary a thought!