My personal space has been invaded. We have Gary's entire family — parents and sister — visiting, and last night my parents were here, as well. We have plenty of beds so things upstairs are a bit cozy but not too bad. But downstairs I am feeling as if people are right on top of me. All. The. Time.
Mostly I just want people to stay out of my kitchen. I am fine with putting the dishes away myself, with taking care of things. I actually prefer it that way. I'm a big girl now and truly can handle it.
We cooked all day yesterday while watching Missouri lose to A&M. Sad ... no more undefeated Missouri Tigers. Last night we sat outside; my dad sat inside listening to the Nebraska game (they won) and Gary was checking the score on the baseball game. Gary cooked a Tex-Mex extravaganza. And we roasted marshmallows and ate smores. Mmmm.
So, today we are heading to the Museum District. Have to show off our new home.
Must run! Have a happy, albeit rainy, Sunday!
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