Well, that was a long weekend in every sense of the word. Hello Monday night, I thought you were Wednesday... because when you have a baby that's got an ugly case of Reflux and a husband who's on crutches and not able to stand on two feet, you don't really keep track of the days. And you're not really aware that it's even a weekend. I do remember hearing something about a Full Blue Moon on Friday night? (Or is that redundant ... are all Blue Moons full? I'm not sure.) It was pretty cool to stand up and stare at while I waited for Cliffy to do his evening business.
Either way, we've come out of it alive. We're a far cry from where we were last year at this time; wedding and honeymoon planning! We've taken to talking about a possible road trip or bigger trip next Spring because it's fun to think about times when Mike doesn't have to hop around on one foot and when poor baby June is able to enjoy her dinner (that I worked very hard to prepare. That was a breastfeeding joke.... see what I did there??!! <----) But as they say, life is what happens when you are busy making other plans. Ain't that the cold truth?! This is life for the moment, and we're still trying to make the best of it. Sometimes not as eloquently and as composed as I would hope for, but gosh darn it we're trying. Here's to a new week ahead of us. And beautiful summer weather. :)