Last night Kate and I went to Elena's two-week belated 14th birthday party--a barn sleepover with twelve of her friends from St. Mary's Hall. When we arrived with two chocolate sheet cakes, one of the girls said, 'I like y'all's faces, they are so cute!" Who expects that--at our age--from a 14 year old?
They were lovely, the whole group of them. Will and Bonnie had assembled enough beds for them all in the barn and a big movie screen, but we left just as it was getting dark, so we didn't get to see the movie Will had made about Elena's first fourteen years. They all took turns riding horses, with Bonnie leading the novice riders. They sent us home with frozen brisket from the party that they didn't have two weeks ago due to Elena's being sick, and it was just an all-round wonderful celebration.
Today I went to two thrift stores looking for leather purses and jackets to cut up and make books with. I found a beautiful maroon-colored bag for my first leather book and several name-brand men's cotton shirts also destined for book covers--just before my chariot turned into a pumpkin as it does every day around noon.
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