A quick post

Time for a quick post. Everything is pretty good in my world, I am still struggling with parenting teenagers but I guess that is to be expected. The latest disaster on that front is a car accident. My son was in the city late at night with people he shouldn’t be hanging around with. Those two things alone were enough to get him in trouble with me.

The story begins with a call from the police asking if my son is home, do we know where he is. Well its 2:30am and he isn’t home. We don’t know where he is but we track him down on his cell phone to tell him to call the officer. Oh by the way the officer wouldn’t tell us why he was looking for our son. We suspected it couldn’t be good at 2:30am. We find the boy child and his story goes like this… “Mom, I’m not sure exactly what happened because I fainted or blacked out or something. I ran over a fence and I woke up to “Fred” slapping me in the face. I was sooo freaked out. I sat there in my car for a few minutes and then I drove “Fred” home and went to “Sam’s” because I didn’t want to drive all the way home. I’m not feeling very good.” Hummmm sounds suspicious to me. I tell him to call the officer and I give him the number. I ask him to call me back as soon as he talks to officer. Now I am AWAKE.

Wait for two hours and son calls home. Officer is satisfied that son isn’t under the influence. Thank God. Tells him they know it was him who drove through this yard because he happened to leave his license plate in the fence. (Only my son could be so lucky). Now the story gets even better. The house belongs to a Judge. Not only that but the house has some damage too and it’s protected by the historical society.

My husband drove to the house to look at the damage and it isn’t real obvious where the damage is. So hopefully it won’t be too bad. We are just waiting now for a summons to come in the mail. I’m afraid that I can’t rescue him from this one. He will have to suffer the consequences of his actions.

Well enough with problems in my life.

Last weekend I resurrected my grandmothers Singer sewing machine from the basement of my daughters house. It was in rough shape. I cleaned it all up and oiled the machine. The machine is in a table, it’s actually a nice piece of furniture. I painted the cabinet and reupholstered the seat cover. It’s working like a charm and I am starting a small quilting project on my own at home. I am really having fun with this. I joined the quilting class and have started working on a table topper to match my kitchen curtains.

The second thing I am working on is learning all I can about chickens. We moved to the country from the city where I had lived all my life two years ago. I have been thinking about getting chickens for some time. I only want 5 or 6 chickens. I have been reading all I can find and talking with others that have a small flock of backyard chickens. I am hoping to be able to get them just before Easter. I want to take my Grandchildren with me to get them and let them be involved with getting them set up in their new home. The chickens will have to live inside for the first month so we will have time to build some kind of a coop in the backyard. I have done quite a bit of research on that too. I already know what I want it to look like and I have a good idea how big it needs to be. I think that my husband and I will start working on that this weekend. (hubby isn’t at all excited about chickens but he is going along with it)

If you are wondering if I am crazy… maybe I am. If so, it was the teenagers that drove me round the bend!