- After the big birthday party on Sunday we had our first fire out by the lake. We sat and talked and watched the dogs play. Such a good ending to a great day.
- I slept ten hours Tuesday night. I credit the rainstorm (of which we’ve had several and I’m totally ok with that) and the crash that comes after a major adrenaline rush.
- Why the adrenaline rush? Oh, only that Edgar decided to make a jail break while Seth and I were out getting lunch and I came home to an empty house and a torn window screen. After frantically searching for him and crying to everyone I crossed paths with – including the entirety of the college track team – he was waiting on the porch when I circled back around toward home. Napping in the sun, patiently waiting and wagging his tail. The mixture of relief and aggravation I felt was unlike anything I’d ever experienced.
- Have you gotten you Mother’s Day card and/or gift yet? I’m all set – because this year Mom was very straightforward about what she wanted. A shovel.
- The Nanny has aged so well as a tv show. The jokes still land and the fashion has circled back to being in style. Fran’s insistence on being true to yourself is also as important now as it was then.
- It’s been over six months since I’ve eaten a brat. This situation needs to be rectified ASAP.
- My friend Jamison brought over a bunch of foraged ramps for me to enjoy. I’m happy to have found friends who find food.