The snake that had shown itself to the mail carrier on
Friday was enough to frighten her to the point that she refused to deliver the mail
on Saturday. I do not know how she was able to spot the snake Saturday since he
was hiding in the top pipe of the fence that abuts the column which houses the
mailbox; but she did spot it and even sent Mama a picture. I had to stop what I
was doing in the master bathroom and deal with a harmless reptile to assuage
her fear. He will die where I entombed him in the pipe. I only hope that will
suffice.
Saturday Mama and I worked in the master bath getting the
flooring redone and both vanities installed. It took me all day to get the work
done – and we only had to make two trips to the hardware store for fittings to
hook up the sink on my side. I was just getting the tools put away when
Brittany and Andrew, Makaila and Chase drove up. All in all, it turned out well enough that
Mama is anxious to get the rest of the cabinets painted and the countertops redone.
They all had a good evening playing a card game and arguing
about who really won. Chase was taking credit for winning overall but there was
the usual amount of dissention in the various opinions. We did get a great
chance to tease Chase about the way Makaila does everything for him. It is no
different in my eyes than when he was growing up – other than the fact that his
wife is now doing the work done by his Mama and his five sisters. That did not
stop us from making him feel just a little bit guilty as Makaila made him a
sandwich from ingredients sitting right in front of him.
All of us went to church Sunday morning so Mama could have a
full row for Mother’s Day. It was a good thought and it did pretty much work
out that way but when we got to church we found out that there was no power in
the sanctuary. We met in the gym/fellowship hall. That would have been okay if
not for the rain that began to fall shortly after the service began. Pastor had
to have the volume raised several times on the portable PA system just so we
could almost hear him.
We muddled through the service and it was good overall, even
with the songs being sung acapella. But the rain only got worse as the morning
progressed. By the time church dismissed there were rivers of water running
down the sidewalks we all needed to cross to get to the flooded parking lot. Eventually
we decided to make a run to the vehicles since the rain showed no signs of
stopping and Chase and Makaila were on a constrained schedule. As is common,
though we were soaked from the rain we walked through to get to the truck, we
drove out of the rain into the sunshine within a few miles of Decatur.
I think Mama had a good Mother’s Day in spite of the storms.
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