I have a date today. He’s a tall, handsome, older gentleman with envious silver hair. He would be described by those of his generation as a silver fox. He’s retired and treats me well. He buys me dinner every Sunday at his favorite restaurant.
On Mondays, McK gets to spend the day with her Dada. He works four ten hour days in a row so that he has Monday off with our little one. He works hard so he can play hard. We consider it a gift that he can do this.
I don’t want to brag, but my grandma made the best pancakes. How did she make those silver dollar yummies? They were crispy along the edges and soft in the middle. Teeny tiny little pancakes made for teeny tiny hands. And on a Sunday, you could find piles of them waiting for you in the microwave. Everyone knew they were there and we all helped ourselves. Continue reading
It’s been a long day to day the least. Being awoken way too early by a not feeling well husband only to find I was the one who couldn’t fall back to sleep is not the best start. I quietly waited for McK to stir but she decided today was the day she would sleep in. We missed her weekly tumbling class but her BFF wasn’t able to go anyway. Phew. No need to feel guilty.
I’ve always been a morning person…in the fact that I haven’t slept well in longer than I can remember. Therefore, waking up in the morning has never been an issue for me because I probably wasn’t sleeping anyway. Now, pulling myself out of bed has always been a feat unto itself. I don’t like to leave the comfort of my pillows and blankets and cozy PJs. I don’t like to feel the cold floor on my feet or the wait for the shower to warm.
I jumped on the Dave Ramsey train. I drank the kool-aide and am better for it. Well, our team is better for it. I miss out on some things due to strict budget matters: a girls’ week’s this year, a postponed romantic getaway last year, pricy gifts for each other at the holidays. But our team looked at the big picture and decided that our plus one requires us to be a little frugal for now. We are okay with that because we know it won’t be forever. There is a light at the end of the tunnel. We can almost see it, in fact. And when it’s so bright we have to put on sunglasses, maybe we can treat ourselves some tropical vacation.