Last Friday and Saturday, I attended a Homeschool Expo in St. Louis. You know how you are at the end of one of those? My feet hurt, my back hurt, I was on information overload. To top it off, this convention was held in a three story building and it seems I was always traveling from the first to the third floor--surely I was walking down the steps sometimes, but it seemed like one of those "back in my day" stories where everything is uphill both ways.
I had to swing and pick up my Schnickelfritz from a day at Granny's house. When we left, I called to let my Toolman know we were starting the trek home. When I pulled in the driveway I could see my husband had anticipated just how whipped I would be. He got all the fixin's we needed for a cookout and was just starting a campfire. Our woods are quite lovely right now with flowering dogwood and redbuds. We roasted hot dogs and marshmallows and watched the stars pop out. What a perfect way to relax and unwind.