From Sublime to Ridiculous
Last week I knew we were in for rain by Monday
afternoon. Everything hurt. Sure enough, Thursday morning the sky was
overcast and it was a very unseasonable temperature of a mere 72.
Friday, after dropping off the boys at school, I was headed
toward my PT appointment when I got caught in a downpour. It lasted until about 10 minutes into my
session. The sun peeked out and all was
just wet smelling until (of course) I started my drive home.
Yep, another downpour that lasted until I got home.
As you know from last week, we planned our annual “adult
children” birthday dinner. Saturday we
had everything from a peek of sun to downright thundering rainstorms. I began to feel a tad bit worried when I took
Lucky out for her final “potty” break at 10 p.m. and found that it was still
Sunday morning-still drizzling and we had “puddles”
everywhere. It was also rather cool-only
As the day wore on and the rain continued on and off, I
realized that I was going to have to make some adjustments. The grilling of the ham? Nope, texted Steve and said, “I need to know
RIGHT NOW-grill in the rain or put it in the oven?”
Being Steve, (he just can’t answer the question that was
posed, EVER!) he responded with-“Y do u need 2 knw now-it’s 4?”
“B/C it takes 90 min 2 heat.”
“ARRGGGHHH! I’ll expln ltr. Putting in oven now.”
For those out there who are also curious-yes, the ham is
fully cooked, but it takes 10 minutes a pound to heat it up to the recommended
temperature. The ham was slightly over 9
Then came the realization that our S’more dessert was also
going to be a tad bit tricky if the rain continued.
Thankfully by 8 o’clock the rain stopped, the log was put
into the fire pit and lit and although the air temp was 65-we all had a lot of
fun with the various marshmallows getting a bit charred. I had pastels in vanilla and banana flavoring
and coconut covered ones as well.
Jackson had no idea what was up with the fire, but he loved
the way it looked. However he had no
problem forgetting all about it once Sam gave him his first marshmallow to
try. He also loved the Hershey segment. The graham cracker? Not so much.
I referred to Jackson’s version as the “gourmet
re-construction”, since he ate it in stages.
Now its Sarah’s turn to turn a year older-our eldest “child”
is now 33.
So there you have it-wind, rain and cold to triple digits in
24 hours, kids turning older and grandkids loving the part of starting new
Life truly is like a roller coaster ride-some parts are slow
and easy and some parts are fast and furious.
Happy Birthday to our daughter Sarah! So hard to believe that our little preemie is
33 years old.