A lovely spring morning where the grass is so green out my front window and I can see the cows chewing their cud while I sip my coffee and eat mini-wheats. I’m focusing on the outside view because our house is a disaster which is rare because it’s pretty easy to clean up after two of us. I have three loads of laundry laying on the couch, various paintings stacked against the wall to get packed, clean sheets on the floor (I think morgans doing because he needed a place to sit), my travel smashbook spread on the table, and all of the baskets for our bus closet are in a heap waiting to be filled. Meanwhile I’m leaving to go have coffee with the girls so I’m essentially running away from my problems that I don’t want to deal with. I’m sure this is about the last coffee I’ll be having with the coffee girls which is sad to me because they are little lights to me.

Wednesday we went on Morgans field trip to Greenfield Village. This was the rented bus year so parents, some grandparents, and students that numbered 30 something drove 2 hours down by Detroit. I’m not sure how interesting an average 13-14 year old on a field trip with friends thinks that Greenfield Village is but as an elder I always enjoy it. I’d only been there one other time as a 13 year old myself so this was a much better time. The students were in groups with an overseer parent which left Morgan and I to wander around at will. It was an absolutely beautiful day to walk outside. So if you’ve never heard of Greenfield Village, it’s a collection of around 100 original historical buildings that Henry Ford had taken down and moved there to preserve America’s history. At the same location as Greenfield Village, there is also the Henry Ford museum which we didn’t go to this time that houses American artifacts like Rosa Parks bus and Abraham Lincolns chair from Ford Theatre. You get the idea.

So we spent the day exploring some of these houses: Noah Websters house where he wrote the dictionary and where you can see the original Noah Webster dictionary, A Compendious Dictionary of the English; poet Robert Frost’s house and I found out he also taught at U of M which was new info for me; the Logan County, Illinois, courthouse where Abraham Lincoln practiced law. Morgan and I were in the machine shop later and a darling elderly lady who was a volunteer gifted us wristbands so we rode the Model T’s around and got the history tour in the old Ford tour bus. An interesting day ended with Main Street Pizza.

Thursday, Friday, and Saturday I drove down to Charlotte to do deliveries for Ryan&Karis flower shop for Mother’s Day. It’s always fun to see the countryside and see all the people you deliver to. I delivered at Valentines Day too and I loved it. Morgan came with me on Saturday so the routes went a little quicker and of course it’s more fun.

We had multiple supper plans last week: Scott Lit’s, Brian Buerges, Terrill Schneiders, and out one evening with Uncle Jeffs family. Yesterday we had Mother’s Day lunch at Tysons with Dan&Brenda. The bus is absolutely spotless inside thanks to Morgan. He started loading some boxes yesterday and I put new drawer liners in the drawers and washed some of the dishes we’d left in the bus. The ski box is already loaded on the roof deck with our skis and winter stuff. I can’t believe we have less than two weeks left in Michigan. Bittersweet but exciting for us to feel like we are going “home”.

Wishing you a happy week. Xo chey