That afternoon, after LL’s
nap, I was thrilled to be able to attend her second Ballet and Tap Class! She
adores her “at home” dancing. She and a precious little school chum are
tackling this challenge together. They’re the “babies” of the group! At this
point, LL seems to be marching to the beat of a different drum, so to speak.
But, hey, she’ll get it. She’d wear her tutu 24/7 if TLC would let her!
The next morning, I kissed
LL au revoir in their garage, as TLC put her into her carseat for the quick
trip to preschool. As TLC got into her front seat, I said: “While you’re gone,
I’m going to take a quick bath!” When she got home with our Starbuck’s
lattes, TLC told me LL said this, as they backed out of the driveway: “I think
Grammy is going to play with my rubber duckies in the bath tub and that’s
okay!” She’s a hoot, that LL. Such a Funny Gal. Strangely, I wasn’t tempted to
play with the duckies.
TLC and I got to do
something we haven’t done in months. And months. We went shopping—just the two
of us—at the Mall! We felt so free! (Not that we don’t love to have LL with
us…it’s simply different dynamics. Wink.
Wink.) As we figured out how much time we had left before needing to pick
LL up—we tried to decide what we might do for a quick lunch.
ELC:
We could go to the Sonic in the Food Court
TLC: Your
what? You have a Sonic giftcard?
ELC:
Yep. Didn’t I tell you? Dad got me one for Valentine’s Day!
(If Y’all haven’t learned
this about moi, I love Sonics! Their food—YES. But, most
of all, I love to get Vanilla Coke
Zeroes—especially at Coke Hour! If My Sweet Hubby (aka MSH/Dad) happens to
be with me, he gets quite tickled at my $1.00 tips for a $1.29 Large VCZ. I call it my “Sonic Ministry.” I
give anywhere between a 30% and 50% tip to those FANTASTIC Carhops.
I believe they deserve every single penny.)
TLC
(as she giggled hysterically): No. You didn’t tell me. That is so sweet, Mom.
That Dad drove up and ordered a giftcard for you! Priceless. Truly priceless.
ELC: I
know. I laughed and laughed. And laughed. I told him that was one of the most
fun and thoughtful gifts he’d ever given me—in 39 years.
TLC:
How much was it for?
ELC:
$20. But I can reload it—hahaha. I actually forget I have it. I’ve only used it
once.
We opted, however, to go
by another burger joint closer to TLC’s house. Our fast-food treat would stay warmer.
As we kept giggling about
it, I was reminded how lucky I’ve been to be married to such a good man. About a month ago, he found some gluten-free Canadian
Bacon he wanted to fix for LL—the next time she came for a visit. It made us
reminisce about the years we traveled—for his job—to many, many States, and how
we loved to order Eggs Benedict at the hotel restaurants/cafes. It became a
tradition, early on, in our marriage. We’d never even tried to fix them at
home! In our recent purging/organizing/cleaning of our pantry and kitchen
cabinets, we found a 3-egg poaching pan and vowed we were going to be
poaching eggs soon. After that conversation, and as a surprise, he bought a
package of hollandaise sauce mix and fixed me Eggs Benedict! They were
FABULOUS. Utterly divine. We’ve had them twice in the past month.
MSHTC—My Sweet Husband The Chef!
I had to leave LL and TLC
at 3:30
p.m. yesterday—so I could
beat the insane evening traffic in the DFW Metroplex. I missed them the moment
I drove away. And, yes, I cry.
Hope Y’all have had a good
week—so far! We’re looking at more dreary—albeit necessary—rainfall for the
next three or four days. Hard on our spirits and general mental health—great for our lakes and yards and
water tables. We’ll, begrudgingly, take whatever The Good Lord gives us!
ta-ta for now, Sillies Everywhere…
