Happy Day After Mother's Day! I will celebrate here with a throwback photo of me with my mother from eons ago. Joy found this photo over the weekend as she was going through some old stuff and sent this to me, which was so thoughtful of her (awwww!)
I hope there was lots of mom-related celebrating going on for all of you, even if it was the mom of memory, like mine. Personally I felt very much the Queen for the Day except it wasn't just the day, it was all weekend! Wow!
I got lots of phone calls and texts (and loved every single one). There were cinnamon rolls and M&M's and dinners I didn't have to make myself. I got a new book to read (!!) And cards and flowers!
On Saturday I even got taken out for breakfast. To a restaurants! Our first meal in a restaurant in over a year! Wow! And it was the restaurant of my choice. I have always enjoyed breakfast out in particular. I think because back in the day, when we were both working full time with kids in the house and housey&yard chores yet to do on the weekend to say nothing of grocery shopping and other such errands all weekend, having that quiet leisurely relaxed breakfast - that someone else not only makes but cleans up after - was such a treat. A lovely, sane moment in an otherwise insane schedule. Even now, when things aren't quite as crazy as they used to be in our lives, it is great way to start a busy weekend day.
I chose a local place that we used to frequent called Skillets. We sat in a booth and had a terrific waiter and we enjoyed Ham & cheese omelets with some absolutely gorgeous and delicious fruit. We talked and laughed and reveled in the novelty of, once again, sitting in a restaurant after all these long months.
It was a good meal and still a treat but it's funny how after more than a year of waiting to eat out again, I wasn't more excited about it. I'm not sure exactly what I expected, but there was no fanfare, no heavenly choir singing, no zinging heart strings, just Tim and I sitting in a booth, enjoying a good meal as if the interim 15 or 16 months never happened. Kind of weird.
We spent time on the beach (there were so many people!) , at the farm market, on a small hike (more on that another day) and even made it a point to watch a sunset. It was a wonderful weekend. Let's see if I can make Father's Day just as special for Tim next month. It's good to have a goal!
Yup, this is me. Some people said, "Sam, you should write a Blog". "Well, there's a thought", I thought to myself. And so here it is.