My apologies to those of you who have come to expect more regular posting. I was busy trying to pull myself out of the funk I fell into.
Friday was not my best day. In fact, I spent almost the entire day in bed, only taking time out to feed the animals so they wouldn't eat the zookeeper. I was seriously considering checking into the local loony bin, I mean retreat, for the weekend.
But Jeremy came back at 2:45am, and that made things much better. We had a nice little middle of the night conversation and then he let me sleep until 11am. I cannot remember sleeping that late any time in the last 5 and a half years, so that was exciting. No, it was restful. The weather was beautiful and we had a nice family day playing in the yard. The boys were working on their tee ball skills and I bounced a ball on a racket 105 times in a row. Go me!
Today, I escaped for a while and went shopping. I spent some time in the fabric store, and am preparing to try my hand at making some clothes for the kids. This will be my first attempt at using a pattern. It is a very simple one and as long as I follow directions and don't cut the fabric incorrectly, it should all work out fine. The fabric is in the washing machine as I type, and I hope to start tonight, but we'll see. I'll be sure to post pictures when I'm done. I also got myself a top and a sundress, and a pair each of shorts and pants.
I know some like to treat themselves with pants that cost $150, but I think the treat is in the bargain. The pants I got were originally $40 (not nearly so expensive) but I managed to get them for $5.50. That's what I call a treat. And I don't have to forgo a spa vacation to pay for them. Bonus.
So, I'm feeling better and I'm extra glad that Jeremy is back. I don't know what I'd do without him. Now, I just have to get through the Vegas trip. And pretend that he's not going to Chicago either.
there'll be days like this
the children are short, the days are long
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hey! that was a personal attack on my "treating" skills, and may i remind you no one loves a bargain more than me- I'm Italian American for gods sake!
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