An Almost Perfect Mothers Day Weekend

So this is how I had an almost perfect Mothers day weekend....

Saturday started out with a short little visit from Aunt Diane and Uncle Ernie, we cannot help but laugh at Uncle Ernie because he will drive all the way up here (to Midvale, from Lehi Utah) just to say, "Well it was nice seeing you but I'm leaving". I know when Ernie comes to visit I have less then five and a half minutes to get my visiting done! `

Good Thing Number 1

The weather was beautiful so after Diane and Ernie left, I pulled out my arsenal of yard tools and went to town.  I mowed, weed-wacked, edged and tilled up my garden.

And just in case you're wondering if I'm obsessed with my yard, I have to admit I really am.
I like to take pictures of it and see what improvements I make through out the year. Seeing my garden grow from little seedling to fruit producing wonders is awe inspiring to me.

Good Thing Number 2

About seven and a half years ago, Derik introduced me to Joe and Anita Walker, the most wonderful people I think I have ever met.

And I'm guessing right now you are all wondering what they have to do with a picture of a stove, well here is how it all ties together.

They recently remodeled their home and we where lucky enough to be on the receiving end of their old (more like new) stove. I am seriously excited to put this thing to good use!

Bless Joe and Anita's hearts for being so generous with us, we will always be indebted to you guys, not just for the stove but for all the kind things you have done for us over the years.

  

Good Thing Number 3

Derik fractured his foot and jammed his toe a couple of nights ago (and no that's not the good news), but that didn't stop him from being the most handsome delivery man around. He played musical stoves for a while and then brought me home a new garden swing, all without one single complaint! What an awesome husband I have.
Did I mention that I love porch/garden swings, there is something about the idea of sitting around and watching the world go by, that I find soothing.
Much to my surprise little Alivia loves the swing as much as I do, it's like magic, she just sits in the thing and doesn't make a peep, for hours on end.

I guess I'm not the only one who plans on spending all summer in it.

So as good as my weekend was, it just fell short of the "perfect" status, because I had one horrible, terrible moment.

I have this one pair of perfect summer pants, well actually they are my only pair of summer pants, but they are fabulous! I have had them for quite some time and have become rather found of them. And I melted them, YEP, you heard (or read) me right, I melted them. Being the savvy genius I am I figured I could pick up the garden tiller and carry it to the next bed instead of trying to maneuver the thing around all the twists and turns of my garden, it was only after my skin was tingling and that horrible hot piercing pain flooded my brain, did I realize that the tiller has very hot parts that you shouldn't shove next to your body. Although nothing, not even the tingling burning pain I felt, could compare to the unspeakable horror I felt when I looked down and saw I had melted my pants.
So I guess now is as good of time as ever to ask, Mom, can you sew melted material back together?