So I’ve complained to my lovely hubby that I don’t see him enough. He’s a therapist, so he sees people after work and on the weekends. Since that’s when I’m off work, I barely see him.
Now that it’s summer, we both have a little more time off and he decided to invite me to come to one of his outings. He had to see a colleague at a hospital and thought I could come along for the ride, wait for him in the cafeteria of the hospital and we’d go out for lunch afterwards.
It sounded like a lovely date. I was all ready to go. I got my trusty laptop and asked if there was Wi-Fi at the hospital.
He thought about it. “I don’t think so.”
What? Why not? Most hospitals have Wi-Fi. I told him I’d go ask someone there.
He looked suddenly uncomfortable. “You may not want to do that.”
“Well, this hospital is for the criminally insane.”
…What?…What?… Criminally insane?! Was he joking?
Sigh. I ask my hubby for a date and his answer is to take me out to a hospital for the criminally insane.
If we were having coffee I’d tell you that our garage is almost finished and I have the pictures to prove it.
Stairs to get into our home
A hinge I thought was inspirational
The corner of a window…don’t I take incredible pictures?
Okay, he might look tiny in the picture but this spider was actually massive. As in dinaussor-sized massive!
My lovely Jeep, safe and sound in his new home…and yes, I parked too close to the door. Oops.
If we were having coffee I’d tell you that my lovely hubby just had a fit over the dogs. He was tip toeing his way around a sleeping River when the dog decided to move…and, trying to avoid stepping on him, the man went flying into a pirouette. It was an incredibly graceful move for a man that is not on the small side. However, River didn’t find it that impressive, and he didn’t think the decidedly British curses that followed were inspiring either.
If we were having coffee I’d tell you that just this weekend was the first time when I couldn’t finish a book I had started. It was an odd experience that left me pretty stunned.
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My lovely hubby has always been a relaxed person. In fact, that’s one of the things that first attracted me to him. He was a big guy with a heart to match and an easy going smile.
So, it makes sense that when I thought of starting our vegan diet, he’d be more easy going about the entire thing than I was. While I cut out everything remotely related to animals, he would sneak in the occasional cheeseburger and call himself a ‘relaxed vegan’. I must truly be smitten with the guy because I really couldn’t get mad at him. Being vegan is not something I’d push on anyone.
However, relaxed vegan just went to the doctor’s to find out the results of his blood analysis…And guess who’s cholesterol is down to normal range now?
If we were having coffee, I’d be on my second cup…and loving it. Since I seldom have 2 cups, the second one is sheer luxury. One more reason to love the weekends.
If we were having coffee I’d tell you that this particular weekend is my hubby’s birthday and, though he just got a very spiffy new truck, we’ll probably do something to celebrate…we just don’t know what right now. Any suggestions? He’s pretty set on seeing a movie and I, being my outgoing, extrovert self, want nothing to do with that.
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If we were having coffee I’d tell you work just gave me a change in my position for next year…and it’s one that no other colleague wants, so I have to study, literally study all this stuff to learn how to do it right. I’ve already started and I can tell you the subject is dreadful. I can see why no one wants this position and that I will definitely make mistakes. This is no easy walk in the park. Wish me luck.
If we were having coffee I’d tell you that River, at the ripe old age of 5, is starting to become quite the grump. Just like his mother, he wants nothing to do with the outside world and will only leave the house when his bladder absolutely demands it. He’s also developed quite a taste for kisses and demands those more and more frequently. Finally, he’s starting to ignore his father and will only listen to yours truly. This last issue doesn’t sit well with my lovely hubby who believes I have spoiled him silly.
Isn’t it lovely to just sit, talk and have a lovely cup of coffee? The only thing that could make this better would be a book…but then I’d be ignoring you and that’s just not right. How was your week? Any news on your end? Talk to me.
My lovely hubby has invited friends over and…well, I want to hide.
I’m terrible, I know. I can’t act like a two year-old and run away. I have to be a graceful hostess, smile and greet people. But I want to hide in the bedroom and pretend I’m sick.
I’m an introvert. I love writing, reading, painting and petting my dogs. I work with people, so I figure the weekends are my time, mine. I like to hide and nest until the week and work force me back out again.
Today, in about an hour, I will have to face people. Lots of people. In my house. And I don’t like it.
We had to go shopping for a couch yesterday. Our present couch is getting on in years and has been repaired more than once from sudden attacks by River.
There are basically two types of couches in my book. Those that look nice but don’t feel that comfortable and those that look like they should go into a basement and never see the light of day again but are the most comfortable thing you’ve ever sat on.
I’ve always liked the ones that look nice…until I sat on one that was hideous but I felt like I had no bones. The thought of coming home to that every day made my mouth water and didn’t care what it cost or what it looked like, I wanted it like I wanted my next breath of air.
Yesterday, we headed out to find a new couch because the one we have at home feels like a chiropractor from hell has attacked your back and you get up with numbness in some places and pain in others. In other words, it was a couch emergency.
We ended up getting a recliner that doesn’t quite look like grandpa’s basement couch (see below).
It’s a recliner, though it has a bit of dignity in its lines. Ours is a two seater because our house is tiny and we’d like to be able to walk around the thing and it’s dark blue because we have two dogs and we’re not nuts.
Now, finding this little gem wasn’t a two minute process. My hubby is particularly choosy about his furniture and this search required checking out several stores and sitting on at least 20 couches. The entire process took so long that by the time he found this one, my stomach was starting to eat my lungs and I was cursing all British people in general and my hubby in particular.
Then we heard…it’s going to take 6 to 8 weeks to get here.
I’m in the middle of a pretty insane week. It’s nuts at my Day Job because our boss has decided to do an indoor activity outdoors…and invite other centres to boot. Never mind the fact that Mother Nature may not comply and rain on all of us, we have to prep this new idea of his and it’s…well, it’s nuts.
To add chaos to madness, I’ve decided to create a welcoming, food area for our clients at work. We’re going to have hot drinks, cookies and light refreshments…thanks to my wallet and my insane mind.
Finally, at home, my lovely hubby is leaving for one of his therapist conferences and the house is in total chaos thanks to his way of packing (throw everything around until it falls into a suitcase).
I told him to take this joke with him.
He didn’t find it funny, but I thought it was hilarious. Some times, if life gives you nuts, you have to act like a chipmunk…and enjoy a nut or two.
If we were having coffee I’d tell you that I’m worried about Ocean. My littlest dog has been puking lately and I don’t know why or how to stop it. In other ways, she’s actually doing better (she had an allergic reaction to a food change) and I think the allergies are going away but the tummy troubles are still there. I don’t like it one bit. If she doesn’t get better…well, I just can’t imagine life without her.
If we were having coffee I’d tell you that this week has been insane mostly because my lovely hubby ended up in the hospital after losing a fight with a gall bladder stone. Long story short, he still has his gall bladder but it has to go. Next week, he has tons of meetings with different doctors and we’re going to see what they all say. Thank goodness we live in Canada and all those appointments are free.
I don’t like to be negative on this blog, so I’d probably tell you that this morning, it was so cool and fresh, the air was just gorgeous. I stood outside freezing my tail off but loving every breath. It just felt clean and beautiful. I love spring.
And I’d ask what’s new with you. How are you and how are things at home with you? How is work?