Day 143 – Wednesday June 18, 2014
Well, a week after Jake was sick, Sam got the same dang thing.
The summer has not gotten off to a brilliant start.
But I did get to take Jake to his swim lesson, and he did a really, really good job.
This is a team sport, this parenting. I’m happy to be on yours (team, that is).
Tuesday, June 16
Again, this is nearly a week since this day happened and as I mentioned in my last post, that’s not a good idea. I forget things. I’m only 42, but still.
This Tuesday, I was able to go earn $75 toward our 10th anniversary trip by giving my opinions on a paint display at a market research study.
You know what else I did on this particular day?
I prayed for your colon. Poor girl. 🙂
My prayers are with you, even during my market research study
Well, our texts don’t give me too much to go on and I’m having a hard to wracking my brain remember a whole week ago.
I do know that you had your first workout on your healing ankle. No new damage.
Maggie got to go spend the night with my mom.
You and I had a chicken quesadilla or burrito with adobo spiced corn salsa.
It was all quite good. I do remember that.
I’m sure we watched an episode of Mr. Selfridge because we’re Team PBS. 🙂
Day 147 – Sunday June 22 2014
Yes, I spelled that right. I was all whiny.
If I were talking beverages, I would have used beer because I had a couple (only a couple).
More importantly, though? We shared a very awkward high 10 during the World Cup.
The US went up against Portugal. You went absolutely berserk. And we about each other in the face with our horrible celebratory aim.
Portugal later tied up the game and we nearly cried.
Maybe that’s why I was whiny.
Hold on.. no it wasn’t. I spent all this time cooking a chicken – roasting the thing. And I had a brief bout that I didn’t feel appreciated, so I got all blah. Sorry about that.
The chicken was good though:
Whiner Whiner chicken diner
Day 140 – June 15th, 2014 (Father’s Day!)
It was Father’s Day and you guys bought me a donut and a cup of coffee from Dunkin’ Donuts.
And you got me this book (in addition to some clothes… but most of all, this book):
Dad is Fat (no I’m not…. well yes, I kind of am)
He is a funny guy and you know I need to read something a little lighter.
And you know I like books. And I hardly ever get them from anybody.
And the clothes… I always love it when you buy me clothes because that makes me think that you think that I’ll look good in the outfit. That makes me puff up my chest and think I’m a total beefcake. 🙂
Thanks for a fun Father’s Day!
While you got some much needed recuperation rest after your hard week of nursing our little guy back to health, I had this little encounter out of our kitchen window…
You gotta love the suburban deer! He/she had his sister/brother and mom was looking on from a few yards away. This little guy/gal was the most adventurous.
Day 138 – Friday, June 13th, 2014
Perhaps it was the fact that this week had a full moon and a Friday the 13th (on the same day – eerie… oooohhhhh), but we were all kinds of out-of-sorts.
One of our texts: We’re eating separately from the kids tonight, right?
The response: YES!
Not that we don’t love the kids, but there are times when we simply have to regroup. When things have been out-of-whack and catawampus and off-kilter.
So far, the whole summer has been that way. First your ankle, then the mystery fever.
And for me, I am addicted to my routines. When I’m having to start a new one (no reason to take our daughter to school so I can go to work early, but then the sickness so I’m coming home and then I’m playing tennis at night sometimes… etc), I feel strange.
So tonight, we regrouped.
In the morning, on the way to Bible Study, I saw the moon. This picture doesn’t really capture it, but that’s okay. It was cool. Trust me.
Strawberry Moons Forever