That's 65 buttons I made today. I think I hate buttons now. They are part of a large order and all nestled in the kiln. Initially, I amused myself by counting the number of times I jabbed the centers with a wooden tool. 28 on average. By the 25th button I was rewarding myself with a third cup of coffee. By the 35th button, it was one peanut M&M every 5 buttons. By the 42nd button, it was eat as many of those M&Ms as you like, LeAnn, just get those danged buttons done. By the 60th button I was dreaming of a gin and tonic, which I am rewarding myself with right now.
During the midst of this button making session, we had an awful storm come up, hail, high winds. Not too many big branches down, but lots of little ones. But the saddest thing about this storm is realizing how deaf my old dog Bob is getting. He used to be my early warning system. He could hear a storm hours before it got here. Not now. He laid out on the deck right up until the rain started even though it had started thundering a good half hour before. The young dog, Alice, was laying under my work table panting away. But not old Bob. But then he is over 10 now, and for a big dog that translates into something like 88 years old. Something is bound to break down on him at this age. He still can run like a pup though!
We are off tomorrow for Wichita to do the final wedding things. I can hardly believe my son's wedding is only 15 days away! Everything has fallen into place in such a beautiful way. We have the dress, we have a place, we have an officiant, we have bridesmaids, we have groomsmen, we have a wedding liscence, flowers, cake, and food. We have just about everything except the groom.
I talked to my son this morning. Hearing your child so excited and happy about his wedding is one of the most wonderful things a mother can experience. He talks about family, his own family, what they want to do, plans they have. It's even more remarkable given that he's in the middle of a war zone. He's counting down the days until he leaves Afghanistan for mid tour leave. As of now that will be September 8th. It's a kind of complicated trip and takes 3-4 days to get home. All of us are excited to see him, but no one more than Tammy.
Have a great and wonderful weekend everyone!