Unexpected Joys
Running late for church on Sunday, Kidzilla and I were rushing to get ready. Fab Husband took her ahead to get her situated in the car seat. Suddenly, with panic in her voice, she hollered from the front door, “Dadda! My purse!” I hollered back, “I’ve got it,” and headed out the door behind them.…
The Sweetest Day
Ever have one of those days when against all odds or expectations, the day just turns out really great? Love that. Today was one of those days. Really unremarkable for any reason except that I was surprised by sweetness several times over.
He Cooks! – Red Meat Edition
This is what we had for dinner Tuesday night: That lovely piece of steak was grilled to perfection by my Husband, the resident Grill Master. And the perfectly grilled corn on the cob. He even prepared the marinade for the steak on his own. I was relegated to bean prep. He may not be terribly adept in…
A Perfect Fourth
When I first wake up, before I hit an upright position, I only open one eye. I’m not sure why, but it happens every morning without fail. It could be physiological. It could be because I live with a Kidzilla and Three Rotten Cats. Perhaps my subconscious brain intuitively knows that under such circumstances, keeping one eye open…