Social Distancing, Day 2: Saint Patrick's Day

It's killing me that I didn't get to subtitle this post with Electric Boogaloo, but them's the breaks.

After eating breakfast and doing more dishes, ahem, I enjoyed a lovely hour-long walk. I have a game where I walk in a straight line (or as close to that as possible, I try to avoid sand pits and swimming pools) for 30 minutes to see how far I can get and then spend the next 30 minutes walking home.

Today I made it this far: just a few feet away from the intersection of Mill Plain & Garrison.

 Garrison Square across the street

Holy poop, I'm amazing!

Then I turned around and went home. Found some beautiful Forsythia bushes in full bloom:

People are still using the drive-through at the Starbucks close to the corner of Lieser and Mill Plain:

Random springtime flower shots to remind us that life goes on and things will improve (in case we ever forget that and fall into the abyss of despair, like we do when we have to go to WinCo):

And some shots of downed tree branches that broke during our recent windstorm, to remind us that crap happens and we will rebuild:

 And this is what I found when I came home:

LATER: The cooking and baking commenced!Corned beef and cabbage, bangers and mash and gravy, soda bread, and apple cake were on the menu.

Happy Saturday 2: Willamette National Cemetery

A couple of years ago, we learned that the Saturday before Memorial Day is a good day to visit our national cemetery. Also, the Farmers Market is open on Saturdays and has gorgeous flowers for sale. Hubby and I made a quick bouquet run in the afternoon, and I cut some flowers from our yard. Then we met Ernie at the cemetery (he's been working on a project in P-town).

Carter getting to work

Carter and Bella

Roz and Carter

Harrison watches

Bella, Brennan, Ernie

Hubby

Me! And flowers from the Farmers Market.
And Brennan's legs.

Gran

Poppy and Grandma Keithler (Ernie's camera)

Grandma Keithler's sister Rose and her husband Kenneth Austin

This is our cousin Gwenda Knutson's husband.
Gwenda was the daughter of Edith Eldred (Wilson) (Hull) Layton,
and Edith was Grandma Keithler's first cousin on her Clark side.
Not confusing at all, is it. Neenaw says his nickname was "Swede".

 Some shots Hubby took near Swede's grave... it was a beautiful evening.

After we visited everyone that we had time and flowers for (Aunt Marguerite's husband Uncle Ralph and a cousin of Grandpa Carl's are also buried here), we went home for dinner and games. It was fun to have Ernie come over. 

Ernie is good at this Wii bowling stuff

Roz loved playing with him.

A very happy evening, indeed.

Mother's Day

Oh just look

Breakfast in bed. Mmmm!

Mother's Day was great. Hubby and kids wouldn't let me do anything all day. Roz gifted me with a lovely card and a bag of gifts (her gifts are always something she had up in her room - so cute).

At church, Bella was the first speaker and of course I blubbered through her entire talk. The menfolk and young menfolk handed out Dove chocolate bars with a note attached. Righteous! We went home and had spaghetti for dinner, which I was not allowed to help with. It was a wonderful day.