
As long as I've been married, I've been a messy housekeeper. So I invite people over when my house needs cleaning. That's because I would be embarrassed if the house was dirty when I had company. I know, it's weird, what can I be thinking? That's just the way I am.
Well, I invited my girlfriends over for a swim. This place was a flurry of activity from about 6AM on. Almost everything is dusted or swept or mopped. There are no dishes in the dish rack and the sink is clean. The patio was swept and the pool was sparkling by 10:30 in the morning. Wow, this place looks good.
Now my friends love to come here but feel they have to bring lunch. Who am I to argue? It's great that I don't have to cook too. Usually it's something from the deli at the supermarket but today we had Trader Joe's crab cakes and breaded tilapia. We had fresh fruit salad, hummous, pico de gallo, guacamole and cookies. It was a feast. And I was really proud of the yard, my water lilies were blooming in the pond, the chaste tree was glorious and all the flowers were blooming. This is when I enjoy my garden. I don't feel as if I have to go and pick weeds when I'm admiring it. I can show it off to friends and just appreciate how the plants have matured.
My friend Grace doesn't know how to swim. So friend Bob, Jann's husband, gave her a swimming lesson. He's good, he had her kicking and splashing and swimming in no time. And I don't think he minded being the only guy among 6 women. Most of the husband's stay home but they're welcome anytime. I think the girls just like their gab time though.