Life continues to be rich and full in the Miser Mom household.
Early in the week, my husband and I celebrated our 20-year anniversary in our typical way: with me 700 miles away at a math meeting, and with him at home watching the dog and remaining kids. We've got a very understanding kind of marriage, I have to say!
We got a lovely-yet-brief visit from our oldest daughter, who usually resides several hundred miles away. She rescues animals in her spare time, and she's a huge dog lover. It is possible that she was mostly interested in getting to meet the new dog, Prewash, but the rest of us got to hang out with her, too.
I already mentioned that I-daughter teamed me up with one of her friends, and together we picked about 95 pounds of peaches, canning up 3 dozen quarts and 4 more pints of peaches. It's so nice to have packed a bit of this summer into jars.
Early in the week, my husband and I celebrated our 20-year anniversary in our typical way: with me 700 miles away at a math meeting, and with him at home watching the dog and remaining kids. We've got a very understanding kind of marriage, I have to say!
Later in the week, my husband got to have his "Annual Celebration of Health" (that is, his yearly doctor's appointment). His doctor continues to be amazed and astounded that a man could get to be as old as my husband is and still be essentially disease- and impairment-free. It's very sweet and annually funny, really.

I already mentioned that I-daughter teamed me up with one of her friends, and together we picked about 95 pounds of peaches, canning up 3 dozen quarts and 4 more pints of peaches. It's so nice to have packed a bit of this summer into jars.
J-son seems to be getting more comfortable at the home where he's staying, although it's clear he's still trying to figure out how to adjust to his new life. He's stopped boxing, which saddens both me and his coach. I'm glad, though, that the mom who owns the house where he's staying seems to enjoy his company and stays in touch with me about what he's up to.
N-son finished summer school and got a "94" (with the numbers in that order, and not the other order). He's got some pretty darned proud parents. He's super excited about our upcoming family vacation --- we leave for the airport early tomorrow, but he had his suitcase packed and next to the front door two days ago!
And I'm looking forward to seeing my family -- my dad and his wife and sisters and nieces and nephews and brothers-in-law and childhood friends, too! California, here I come!
(But the downside of this is that we're going to be in a place with almost no internet service. On that front, I think my dad is trying to torture me . . . So if you try to comment and get an "awaiting moderation" message, you might have to wait a long time. And I'm going to go through a serious e-mail withdrawal. Sigh.)
And that's the news from the Miser Mom clan, a family that continues to be prosperous in our adventures. May you be similarly wealthy.
Off topic: I had to share. My son just solved the barber paradox. "The barber is a girl."
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