day 131: no phone

The week without a phone continued. Sleep came easier, smiles were freer, and time passed slower. But no phone meant no contact, and that is playing with fire given a little boy prone to mischief. So a phone came home, (my mom’s phone, thank you mom!) and, though it was still disconnected, life nonetheless became a little bit more connected.


day 130: I’m just not sure what happened

I know A coached at the police station, he always coaches at the police station on Wednesdays, but I’m not sure of much else. Those moments through the day, gone. 

But I’m pretty sure I lived them and I’m glad for that.

day 129: row, squat, run

bean and A accompanied me to the gym, where rowed 1000 meters, squatted 95 pounds 30 times, and ran 800 meters. It was a great workout, made sweeter by the presence of my family. As always, I should have gone heavier, and I should have gone faster. And as always, I’m glad there’s a next time.

day 128: squash

e wanted to play with the baby acorn squash sitting on the counter so I put him on the ground and let him have at it while I loaded the dishwasher. I ended up doing a load of laundry and swifing as well and realized, suddenly, that all was quiet on the western front. I march to the kitchen and there’s boomer, eating the raw acorn squash, breaking the tough skin with her needle-like teeth, and e cozying up next to her taking little bites of his own whenever boom rolled it away. 

day 126: the big partayyyy

Well, bean’s party wasn’t straight out of Pinterest, and it wasn’t on top of the tallest tree in the realm (it wasn’t a dog party, not even a big dog party; nope not a dog in sight!)  

We woke to a cloudy rainy day: the coldest day in weeks!  A was at the gym already but bean had on a smile and boom was keeping her barking civil, so I rushed to whip up some edible cupcakes. 

A came home, balloons in hand, and we (including the nap-less e) made our rainy way to the gazebo, optimisting in tank tops and shorts, saying fie to the weather! After all, the weather app said it definitely wasn’t raining and it definitely wasn’t cold. Who were we to disagree?

We had a lovely reunion with mom and dad and Henry, Karl, Margaret, k, G, and g and were only missing Maddy. Half an hour under the spitting sky and we moved to the clubhouse, at which point the sun woke up and joined the celebration. The food, and the Roys, were still an hour away and we all just chatted and had a grand old time with lots of balloons, happy that it was finally a bit warm.

Cake time came and went; indeed e couldn’t smash the cake at all and it ended up in the trash, but he had fun with the “frosting.” (I just put some coconut butter all over it; it’s his favorite, I think. I could just be force-feeding it to him though! But he does always open his little mouth for another bite.)

After the cake and the candle and hugs and the goodbyes we went back inside and had a bath. He fell asleep in the warm water as I cradled him in my arms. 

day 125: cooks in the kitchen

Friday rolled around and I certainly wished there were some cooked in the kitchen. A cook, a baker, and a pastry chef would have been money. Alas, there was only me (and A, but I was far too stubborn to accept help!) 

The first batch of cupcakes were awful. The frosting was a success, but too sweet for e. The smash cake was so hard it was unshmashable, and the prospect of the gathering of the two families together was giving me nightmares. 

Fun was interspersed, as it always is: we strolled through Del Ray Variety and ordered red balloons and blue balloons, and we stopped by Swing’s for some sustenance. We held hands as we held bean, and it was all perfectly fine.