Good Sunday morning to you!
I'm tiptoeing around the house here as the boys are still sleeping.
I love saying that.
Glenco and Aaron.
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Aaron is on the couch - because it's a family tradition around here if you are feeling poorly - that's where you are. The couch. I guess it started with me as a child and fond memories of my mom doctoring me with 7-up and crackers with my bucket next to the couch. Got a fever? Get on the couch. Feel nauseated?
Get up on the couch.
So there he lies. I'm looking at him right now, all cuddled up. The BoyChild is flat out exhausted.
How is it humanly possible to have so much love for someone? You know that child held my hand all the way home from Chicago yesterday?
Yep...that's the kind of wonderful he is.
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You never realize how noisy everything you do is, until you are trying to be quiet.
The floors squeak.
The tearing open of the tea bag.
Pouring your tea.
Stirring your tea.
Whilst I was trying to be in stealth mode doing all my morning rituals, I realized how sacred all of the sounds are to me. The sounds of home. Think about it - the sound of food sauteing, the sound of doing the dishes, the washer, the sounds of zippers clacking in the dryer.
To me, these are the sounds of comfort and safety.
The sounds of love.
Yesterday, we spent the day with friends at the Chicago Boat, RV and Outdoor Show.
I have to get Glenco out of the house.
He's got the SAD.
Seasonal Affect Disorder.
He gets it every year, and I do declare that this year seems to be the gloomiest December and January I can remember - so he's in rough shape. Left to his own devices, he'd spend the weekend on the couch with the remote complaining about how he has no motivation or desire to do anything. Luckily, he's married to a lunatic and I keep him going with malarkey and shenanigans.
Unless you are ready to barf or have a fever - you shan't lollygag on the couch!
The show was interesting, and I witnessed first hand how the other half apparently live.
The prices of the boats were ridickerous.
The RV's were fun - but I'd take my vintage camper, The Squirrel, over them any day.
I have to say, standing in one of the big fancy RV's that had a full sized stainless fridge, fireplace, washer and dryer and a price tag of $205,000 - I did decide right then and there that I could in fact live on the road and be a camp host for the rest of my life. I'd tour the country from east to west, north and south.
I came down with a fever. A bad case of the wander lust - right then and there.
I may need the couch.
After the show - we drove over to Aaron's dorm and picked him and his laundry up, headed back to Hoosierland where I promptly began roasting chicken and veggies. I can't go a day without a roasted sweet potato. That's just crazy talk. Aaron declared his dinner 'perfection'.
We watched Kathryn Heigl in 'One for the Money' and bedded down for the night.
Today, I'll make Aaron's favorite dinner - Barbecued Meatballs, Mashed Potatoes, Green Beans with Bacon, and a nice green salad.
Today, he'll make me a brunette.
Other than that - I'm going to enjoy this day of rest - and soak up all the goodness of my life, and give thanks for it.
If that weren't enough for one day - Downton Abbey comes on at 8pm CST.
I'm still on the fence about Bates -
Enjoy your day, because this day is your life.