I've spent my Sunday doing a whole bunch of things that are just not in my normal realm of things...they're things I think about doing but never get around to. I cleaned out my desk. I rearranged the stuff that goes on the kitchen counters. I sorted through the stuff in the outside freezer. I cleaned out the pantry.
In other words, that guy that I like so much is travelling and I'm lonely.
It was a fun weekend though, even with him gone. One of my best friends ever sent me her 16 year old daughter for the weekend and there was sushi and the beach (twice!) and a college tour and homemade cookies.
And there was the realization that my middle born sons doppelganger is Danny Kaye.
And then this morning we had to put her on a plane home for Colorado and the house suddenly got really, really quiet. There's so much I should be doing...I'm speaking at a big university this week and need to prepare, the house could use a good cleaning and I have some paperwork to do, but I just felt the need to honor the Sabbath today.
And so I did.
The Academy Awards are on, I've painted my nails and now...now I'm kinda wondering what's next. I made the boys orange chicken and rice and roasted asparagus for dinner...basically this week I'll be cooking all the things they love but that guy that I like so much doesn't and orange chicken is one of those things. Sloppy joes is another and I'm sure mac n cheese (the real homemade kind) will make an appearance at some point, too.
As for me (and my toothache)...well, I'm having a glass of wine.
Yesterday, Matthew turned 26. It's a bummer when they live far away but we shipped him a fun present...a couple of honest to goodness Chicago pizzas frozen and packed in dry ice from one of our favorite pizza places there.
The moment that he was born on that snowy night so long ago was the moment that I knew, without a doubt, why I had been given life myself.
I am so thankful for that moment.
I think boredom is a really good thing and I'll be calling on this feeling once the craziness of the coming week hits me. I'm going to finish the academy awards, take a hot bath and sleep smack dab in the middle of the bed...and tomorrow I'll be all ready for what the week brings, including a visit to the dentist.
Not my favorite thing. At all.