And another day I made the mistake of "resting" for an hour which turned into almost five. At least no alarm to set for tomorrow - girls are off this week.
Days Like These lives in Southern California, around San Diego. She has an 18 year old daughter and a 15 month old son with an amazing variety of hair styles. Very like Rochelle - his own person even at that age. He's adorable and it's a lovely family. Welcome to another BB reader and commenter.
Gawdessness posted a recipe on Saturday but I didn't want to just write it out because a) it comes with a photo and b) Her instructions are half the fun. She has a unique style of describing her preparations. Squidge? Sometimes I'm relieved not to be physically sharing her kitchen as she attacks. I'm going to practice my newfound skill and try to link directly to her post. It's for Brazilian cheese balls and looks yummy. It's also gluten free I believe - tapioca flour?
All but Elcie made it to church this morning. She was sound asleep. I turned the light up in her room and rummaged in her closet looking for a sweater to wear and she never stirred. Her mom and my daughter were both here so I let her sleep. Maybe she can rest up over next week. I have to remember that she puts in a lot of work to get through each day (not even considering homework) and she probably is worn out some of the time. It may be that simple but I still don't want her to isolate too much. Her grandma Carol took her to a movie this afternoon - something about snow dogs, can't remember the name but it's new. She told me she cried in the theater and I said that's okay, so does everyone. Including me sometimes. Elcie adores movies she gets to cry through. She's memorized Titanic and Fly Away Home.
The girls had their first lunch out for the month. Wendy's nuggets for one, cheeseburger for the other complete with french fries. 1/2 of their monthly allotment. We brought a care package home to Elcie.
Alice in London (update - I did it again. Alice is from Kidderminster in Worcestershire, a four hour drive from London). just popped up - I'll be back. I'm back. She and I are having a friendly discussion on the merits of Granny Smith (Alice) or Macintosh (Ann). As a former New Yorker, I think our "Macs" are the greatest. How about anyone else? Any favorites for either eating, cooking, or both? I like Fuji and Gala too but they're not red. I think apples should be red.
I digressed again. Our co-pastor took his talk from the Song of Solomon (as written, not as interpreted by those who don't want to believe it has anything to do with human love and intimacy). Ray told me afterward how impressed he was. High praise from my quiet husband. It was beautiful. A husband and wife read the scripture smiling at each other. Our pastor being the wonderful person he is (it was his turn to talk this week) referred to "committed relationships" throughout. I will miss them so much.
One more day without a major battle and the girls made a new friend who spent part of the day playing here while Elcie was at the movies. Nice little boy.
Ray feels better every day. He snuck out to the kitchen and did dishes earlier. He smiles more and more. I'm crossing my fingers but it looks like being able to breathe for a change is making the difference. I won't let him move the furniture or scrub down the ceiling but he's always been a partner with the house and the girls and it must make him feel better to be back doing a little more.
Take care everyone.