Fires and Towels

  All the dishes are done.  I’m working on laundry now, I’ve folded two loads already, and have two more to do.  Scott fixed us all a delicious dinner of nachos.  The girls made us cake.  Abby got rid of one shirt. 
     I washed all of the towels.  We have a lot of towels.  A plethora of towels.  We have a myriad of towel choices when we exit the bath.  In order to narrow down our abundance of towels, we are each choosing one towel to make our own.  We can sew or embroider whatever our hearts desire on our one towel.  This one towel will find a permanent home in the bathroom, preferable on the towel rack.  This one towel will never be on the floor, or lost in the bedroom, or pushed to the back of the cabinet.  We are also keeping a couple of extra towels for guests.  The rest of the towels are going to ASPCA for the animals.  I am tired of washing towels!  I am simplifying my life by making less work for me washing, drying, folding, and putting away all of these towels every week!  Yea, and go me! 
     We did have a fire last night.  It was a lot of fun.  And a lot of work.  All of the wood and tinder was wet.  We thought we were just going to have a paper fire, because I had four phone books and some old tax forms to burn, but the three logs ended up drying out enough to burn!  And the cabinet, as well.  We sat out there, watching the flames until well into the night, and had dinner at 11pm.  That was certainly not cool, because everyone had to get up early and go to work and school the next day.  That means tonight is early to bed.  Our friend did come over for a little while, which was nice.  We got to catch up for a few minutes and watch papers burn.  They donated a couple of logs to our fire.  It’s nice to have time to do things like this with my friends and family.