I’ll tell ya – having this quart of Oberweis’ “SUPER PREMIUM CHOCOLATE ICE CREAM” sure does help me feel better about forgetting to cancel / adjust my delivery this week which has 2 gallons of deliciously unnecessary milk in my fridge.
The kids are at their respective other biological parent’s while we seemingly honeymoon – which looks like the continuation of an Avengers marathon, an enviable selection of beer in the fridge, and – well – a lot of milk atop busy work weeks and cleaning / purging / prepping the house.
David will have you know: this is *not* our honeymoon.
But we *are* freshly married and it is sweet like honey and we are coming up on a new moon which seem to be all the ingredients of a “meet cue” where the two of us meet our marriage and enter the rest of our life.
One must also consider we are still in the middle of a global pandemic. As most surely understand: the limitations are real and the reality of different as normal is weird.
“Got your mask, babe?”
‘Got it, babe”…. tucks hand sanitizer in bag and heads out to stock up on beer… again…
Looking at David “as my husband” is new and different and encouraging. I feel lucky in a lot of ways.
I have always been one to try and grow and change – but this has me really pushing myself to get rid of ideas and bins of Christmas decorations, mediocre children’s artwork (no offense, kids) and dried herbs from trips to California.
We have a lot of work to do to get ready for the kids. Streamlined everything, fresh paint, clean floors, a basement lounge room. With the pandemic going on, we can’t have a painting party and – in a lot of ways – the celebration of our marriage and blending and soon to be housewarming is subtle and ours.
I miss people being a part of my life and milestones, but I think the universe is playing this hard beautifully. I can follow my introvert husband’s lead with very little distraction from the outside world.
The movie is on and Director Fury is about to get smoked so…
Scene was intense – bad guy is freaking us out . We decided to pause it and get Chik Filet. In the car at the moment and David is loving the quiet streets and finds the fact that Chik Filet is open till 10p “uplifting”.
Side note – we have actually been eating well. I made cauliflower buffalo bites and lemon orzo soup (two new recipes). My friend Mia taught me a salad made with cashews, crumbled goat cheese, avocado, cherry tomatoes, a little white onion and lemon juice / olive oil. But, yeah…. we are getting chicken sandwiches and neither of us are hungry.
We are, I guess you could say, “eating for sport”.
This post has the potential to go on forever so let me ask David (who is currently humming the 1812 overture at the moment) what my last line should be…
“And here we go round again”, he says.
It seems he was thinking too much about it. Let me try again.
“Sometimes you need some good fixins”, he says.
We’ll take it. :)