I'm Irish leg dancing and doing jazz hands at the same time because we're all better!
No more sickies in this house.
Yes, our turn with that damn bug is over.
Maybe it had something to do with this...
Pretty, isn't it?
My version of a dish I had as a kid, stuffed cabbage.
It's been years of making separate meals for everyone in this family.
Sam and Tyler being gluten/dairy free,
myself being mostly vegan, my daughter eating everything,
let's just say dinners were interesting.
Always good but time consuming with crazy amounts of dirty dishes.
We're still eating all home-made,
and now we're all eating gluten/dairy free and mmmmmeat.
Not mmmmmm as in yummy,
it's mmmmmm as in stuttering-to-say-the-word.
It'll be okay.
I'm being VERY choosy about what meat we eat and where it comes from.
I just say thank you to the animal,
acknowledge my feelings and enjoy dinner with my family...all eating the same thing.
I know this won't last but it's nice for now.
My house looked like this most of the week.
I spent a large chunk of time separating and sorting books.
We're getting ready for our first garage sale
(or maybe I'll call the Goodwill truck)
and I've decided not to dust our enormous book collection anymore.
Photo by Don Talbot.
Ella and Jason participated in a Junior/Adult tournament on Saturday.
It was just for fun and they had a great time.
I would have liked to go but Tyler had two music gigs that day
and Sam isn't ready to sit still for tennis.
On Sunday, Ella, Moosh, Sam and I walked to the park.
It was 80 degrees and gorgeous.
Sam started looking a little peaked, flushed and sleepy.
He was running quite a bit and I couldn't get him to drink enough water
(he kept pouring it on the cacti)
so I packed us up and headed for home.
Oh man, he was NOT HAPPY, crying and angry most of the way.
I took out my frustrations on the kitchen floor.
No, not smacking my head against it, although that may have worked.
After Sam went to bed, I scrubbed and scrubbed and scrubbed the tile.
And enjoyed a fair amount of rum.