Leave it to Beaver Land

Dear Dana, Mindy, Jill, Tara, Jeneen, Heather, Allison, Janet, Barb, Amy, Suzy A. and Suzie S.,

I just wanted to let you know that whenever I talk about Eden Prairie to my (out of state) friends and family....I always gush about the wonderful friends I have made here in Settler's Ridge. I am sure that they all think that I am just being overly dramatic the way I go on and on about how nice everybody is here and how we all watch each other's kids, about the really cool block parties we throw, the bon-fires with all the kids running around playing flashlight tag, all the G.N.O. (girls night outs) or mid-day margarita's at Dana's house (just for the heck of it) and so on and so on. But really, I am not being dramatic. I do live in June Cleavers world. ...and this letter is a testament to you.

Today I woke up, got dressed, let three complete strangers into my house (with their own rags and cleaning products, and went off shopping for the day. Yep, I went shopping! All day long! No, really. It was my day off. Get this.... Somebody else was cleaning my house besides me for once!

I came back after several hours to the most thoroughly clean and sweet smelling home. Not only did they do the regular cleaning, but they also cleaned all the baseboards, light fixtures, and blinds too! Thank you my dear friends for all chippin' in and hiring me maid services for a day. What an incredible treat....and really, this couldn't have come at a better time, because although I've been feeling so much better lately, I've also been feeling sorta frustrated over not being able to do all the things that really have needed to get done around here. (Notice, how shopping is never a problem, though.)

But here's the icing on the cake. (as if that wasn't enough, eh?) While I was out doing my shopping thang (with not a care in the world, mind you).......the elementary school health room is desperately trying to get a hold of me to tell me that Ian is feeling very ill and should be picked up from school.......and of course, my cell phone is not charged..... (which I didn't realize at the time.... because why would I....I'm out shopping and "the people" are cleaning my house.

Needless to say, they never got a hold of me.....and didn't get a hold of Byron either. Who they do get a hold of, however, is my next door neighbor Tara. She went down to the school and picked up Ian (with her own two toddlers in tow) and played nurse-maid to Ian all day long. (while I'm out shopping) Now how is that for being neighborly? (I'll blog about my immense guilt another time.

Meanwhile ....back at the farm, I come home.... thinking I am Queen of my CLEAN castle, prop up my feet up and press play on my message machine. (okay, so I didn't really prop up my feet. (What? and get dust on my squeaky clean desk? Uh....I don't think soo!)

Anyway, bubble burst.
Back to Reality.
My Cue.......It's mommy time.
Go next door and get Ian.

Factoids. In the reality of "Beaver Land", June would've been cleaning her OWN home (in pearls).....would have picked up "the Beave" from school HERSELF, and never ever would've been out charging up a storm on Visa without asking Ward first. But what-ever! The point is .....here in my little world.....we all look out and (I believe genuinely care)for each other. I certainly can't think of any place on earth closer to the idea of "Leave it to Beaver Land" than here. Thank you so much dear friends. I look forward to when I'm able to repay all of your kindness and favors.

Love, LisaD.

p.s. Ian is feeling much better.