This morning I sat Jack down at the table with a bowl of Grape-nuts, then commenced to wander to the kitchen and talk to my mom. Jack was still in my sight, but I obviously wasn’t paying him any attention, because after a few minutes I turned around and there were Grape-nuts EVERYWHERE. Yards away, mind you. On the table, under the table, by the stairs, stuck to his hiney, down his pajamas, further than it seemed they could have possibly been flung. This child will end up a world-class baseball pitcher someday, and I’ll be the proud momma claiming “It all started with the Grape-nut incident…”
OK! Happy Post today. It’s Friday (good thing), mom and dad discovered a humdinger of a sale at Home Depot yesterday (they are moving buildings…good timing for our move, I’d say), and I’m just not stressed about the whole housing/loan thing. Whatever will happen, will happen. And certainly there is some misunderstanding in the fact that we would actually have to remove boxes from the basement before the loan is approved. And if that is the case, certainly the rest of it is a misunderstanding, also. Hopefully we’ll receive a final word today.
Well, time to play with my boys. I might get the urge to post again today-I usually do! But if not, TGIF! Have a wonderful weekend!
Ah, what a blessed weekend. Erick and I took off after church and made it to Rockland around 1:30. While he gallavanted off to his conference, I snuggled under the down comfortor and watched HGTV for hours. What a treat! We have two fuzzy channels at home; PBS and CBS. I was in home-decorator heaven.
Later in the evening we went on the great restaurant hunt, and completely lucked out when we walked into the Park Street Grille. Although it has everything you could want, it had a bit of a southwest flavor which I obviously enjoyed because of my NM roots. We wolfed down the chips and salsa and I chose the chimichanga over haddock (gasp!) Although I rarely turn down a fish dinner on the coast, the chimi was calling my name. And it did NOT disappoint, which was actually surprising, because it’s hard to find authentic southwest in the northeast.
We enjoyed our evening back at the Resort (it’s so fun to say resort instead of Motel 6), and then slept like babies. Babies that sleep through the night, that is. At 6 am on the dot a big thump from the next room woke me up, and when I saw a little sliver of light from the window I hopped out of bed and peeked through the shades to see a big orange sun sitting on the water. Beautiful! Pink sky, blue water, orange sun. Sunrise on the coast! Can it get any better?
I took my time getting ready (had to get in some more Candace Olsen and Design on a Dime) and left around 8:30. I pulled into the Willow Bake Shoppe on the way to Camden and ordered a Hazelnut coffee (Rock City brand of course) and a Chocolate Raspberry croissant, then continued on to Camden. (I could so do this every morning!) Parked on the bay by the library and lingered over my breakfast, then hit the shops. Bought a few art supplies, dreamed quite a bit, picked up my favorite mud pie chocolates from Maine Gathering. I bought 4 of them, quite intending to make them last throughout the week. That plan fell apart a few hours later when they started to melt in the car! (We are not quite used to sitting in warm cars here yet). I unfortunately had to gobble them down. Didn’t hurt my heart too badly. Oh, wandered through Josephines-I’m in love with the store although I can’t afford a thing! Anyway, finished my Camden excursion with a slice of quiche and pomegranate juice from the Camden Deli, then shot off to downtown Rockland and lingered for a couple of hours there. Hit the Lucky Dog Gallery (awesome) and the Black Parrot and The Store (also wonderful) then wrapped up with Bookland which is a super independent bookstore.
Pulled into the Samoset and read a book for about 30 minutes until Erick finished and we drove home to see our babies who, while we absolutely relished our freedom, could not wait to wrap our arms around again.
Came home to hugs and kisses, the news that my best friend had her baby (Welcome, Jackson!), and oh…barring any disaster the inspector might find, we are well on our way to a new house. Had to counter back and forth a bit, but we are very pleased with the last number. How’s that as an end to the perfect weekend ?
In case you don’t have toddlers, the title is part of the theme song from Super Why! on PBS, and it’s been running through my head all morning long. But it is incredibly APT for my blog today, which is dedicated to my beloved.
Yesterday was SUCH a good day. It was fantastic from top to bottom, the best part being that it was Erick’s 28th birthday. Our church service was spirit-filled. One of those inspiring, goose-bump mornings. Our pastor started out by showing us the video below, and even though I know you are busy and 5 minutes seems like an eternity, you won’t regret watching this! The boys and I have watched it 3 times today, and they clap and clap and smile and it melts my heart!
After church, I asked Erick what his heart’s desire was for the Big Day. He thought and pondered and said “I want to see my kids have fun”. What he said next struck fear in my heart. Struck FEAR! “Let’s go to Chuck E. Cheese!” He exclaims.
I reluctantly gave in. (It was his birthday, after all).
CC is in Portland, so we drove to the big city (I will go any chance I get-one reason I was willing to go along with this insane plan). We walked in the doors, and after 30 seconds I looked at Erick and told him this would only, from here on out, be a ONCE a year thing. The boys were momentarily stunned with wide-eyed wonder then hit the ground running. It was all we could do to keep up with them. Jack wanted a piece of it all. Once Ry discovered Skeeball he was in love, although standing next to him while he tried to launch the ball was a mite dangerous. I was worn out, I was ragged, I was frazzled…
I had a BLAST!
My parents came along for the fun, and it truly was wonderful. We took this picture in one of the little booths at the end of our time there, and even though it’s goofy, I’ll treasure it forever.
What kind of husband would wish for a birthday celebrated at Chuck E Cheese? All in the name of it would be fun for the kids? My Erick, that’s who! I love him so!
After CC’s, we went to the mall, and I was blown away with the new look at Pottery Barn. PB sometimes delights me, sometimes lets me down, but it’s all good this time around. I think I’m going to try my hand at Polyvore and come up with some inspiration boards. Because I was inspired from my head to my toes yesterday.
We made a stop at Whole Foods and grabbed a chocolate cake, which we dug into on the ride home. YUM. As soon as we walked in the door E and I had to hand the kids off to Nonnie and Papa so we could scoot across the street to our Alpha Course. Perfect end to a perfect day.
And perfect end to this blog because I have things to do. A million things on my plate, and as soon as Erick gets home we get to go see a house! Wahoo! I’ll report our findings tomorrow…
