97 Weaner Pigs

David:  Sanding the wood floors is going to take at least 20 hours.  No joke.

Me:  Nah.  We got this.

Me after 1 hour of sanding the floors:  We will be sanding until September.  Woe unto us.

This weekend was crazy busy.

Friday, as you all know, was LD’s birthday and HD and LD’s first day as working men.  They came back almost six hours later and were very sweaty.  They each made $45.  When they walked in the house, they each tossed me a $5 “FOR THE CHURCH, MOM.  THE CHURCH CAN HAVE THE EXTRA.”

Then Sister Meagan and Jess arrived and we had food and merriment.  I made LD his favorite Kit Kat Candy cake that I have made every year for forever.

That is the birthday boy with Sister Meagan.

On Saturday, Kate and Hadley worked.  David, the boys, and I headed to the rental to sand the floors and pressure wash the house.

Sanding the floors was no joke.  Here is a pic after day one with HD in the background.

Oh, it is tedious.  I do not recommend ever sanding wood floors.

Then we met up with everyone on my side of the family for some delightful family photos.  And would you believe it, it rained the entire time?  Fantastic.  Then we went to dinner because it was my mother’s 60th birthday, if you can believe such a thing.

On Sunday, which was Father’s Day, we gave David his presents and then drove to town to meet his Dad and Mom for a delightful breakfast.

And then.  We went to sand floors.  Which is the new bane of my existence.  And it is also apparently the bane of LD’s existence because he kept sneaking up the ladder and sitting on the roof instead of helping.  So guess which child is not getting paid for their labor on Sunday, hmmm?

But then!  Then David said we were done sanding!  We did it!  We are winners!

But apparently, even though he SAID we were finished, we still have two more hours.  I don’t understand why, but that is not surprising.

And then we went to a wedding!

My 18 year old nephew, who was just born yesterday, got married in my parents’ backyard yesterday.  It was a lovely ceremony.  Here is a shot of my fam, Jess, my niece Ana, and my brother and his wife, who are in the background sprinkling rose petals.

LD won’t stop growing.  We don’t know what to do.

After the wedding, we went home and vaccinated ALL THE PIGS.

Did you remember, Dear Readers?  WE HAVE MANY PIGS.

Meagan and Jess came to help.  Jess was very much into it and Meagan was just the pig counter and was horrified the entire time.

She counted 97 pigs.

97 left.

97.

Anyways.

Today, I grabbed the boys and we went to the beach.  They made fun of me for reading because apparently no one reads at the beach.

I snapped a selfie of myself because it was my last day of being 38.

I turn 39 tomorrow.

Yikes.

Happy Monday!