I miss summer.
I miss sleeping in.
I miss morning coffee in the garden.
I miss that guy that I like so much being around.
Routine is good ( I guess) and we're neck deep into our season of lasts. This boy, the babe, is a senior. Please....no.
Don't grow up so fast.
We're back up to a gallon of milk a day, thanks to football. We're also back to 2 loads of laundry a day just for smelly uniforms, also thanks to football. We're also back to a much lower balance in our checking account, again thanks to football...seriously, it's the most expensive sport EVER.
Oh...and we started watching Friday Night Lights and helloooo? I should NOT be watching that show when I have a son who is currently playing!! (but it's a really good show, so I'll keep watching.)
National Dog Day came and went...I just love this picture.
Love, love, love.
Last night we were all a go for Disneyland. Got in the car, started driving and then ended up at a happy hour close to home instead. It was a great decision...and here's to that poor guy that I like so much. I whined and cried and complained and moaned and groaned about a whole bunch of work stuff that even I got sick of listening to myself talk about.
He's a saint, that guy.
Here's to a new day and a fresh start...and maybe a run to Disneyland for lunch.