My sister and her family have come to my house for one last time. You see, her military husband is now out. Out of the military that is. So, she is taking this new found freedom and moving far away from the heat and humidity. I am slightly jealous. I wish I did not live in such a humid state. But come the winter time, I will be the one doing all the laughing. I do not miss the snow at all. But I will miss our visits. I will miss our attempts at cooking a Thanksgiving meal. The cakes that she cooks while at my house. I will miss spoiling her children. And I will miss singing and playing the piano when the lights go out and pretending we are in a Jane Austen book. I will miss the fact that my children actually know one of their Aunts and Uncles and their cousins. I live so far away from everyone else that my kids don't really get to see their Uncle and four Aunts, plus all their children. I will miss our late night chats and our Blue Bell Ice Cream Additions. Well, I will still have that one, but I will now be a BBICA all by myself. If you do not know what Blue Bell Ice Cream is, you are missing out on the best dang ice cream ever. But most of all I will miss times like these.
So, there is no convincing you to stay in the south? None?? Please, pretty please with a cherry on top? I will never ask for anything ever again! Well, until tomorrow.