Well looky here, Tuesday has rolled around again at an astonishing pace. If we were meeting for coffee today it wouldn't surprise you to hear that I am, once again, on the fly. I hate to think we are this far into September but I know that it will take time to settle into a new schedule.
If we were meeting for coffee today I would tell you that on Sunday morning I woke up, looked around, and realized I had reached the end of my tolerance for dirt. The place got a heavy duty vacuuming and the second floor even got dusted. The bathrooms and kitchen floor are still rather grotty though so if we were meeting for coffee we would have to go upstairs and balance our cups on the bed.
If we were meeting for coffee today I would tell you this weekend I experienced morning glory envy. Riley and I went to a large nature reserve and found this literal wall of Heavenly Blues outside the information centre.
And there was this spot he called The Circle of Life (he cracks me up).
We also met up with someone fishing who had caught this small mouth bass and we were pretty excited about it until he bent down and kissed it a little too passionately before he released it back in the water. I got us out of there pretty quickly after that.
If we were meeting for coffee today I would tell you I am finally ready to concede that trips to the pool are over until 2012. Today I washed all the pool towels and bathing suits and stored them away until then. Although our local pool closed a week ago, on Saturday we went to a friend's house who has a pool with a heat pump (yay!) and that day it was warmer inside the pool than outside. I would show you what I snapped when we were sitting in her hot tub, just because he looked so darn cute.
If we were meeting for coffee today I would tell you that on the aforementioned walk through the nature reserve I saw so many different mushrooms that I'm thinking of making a new regular post called Mushroom of the Week.
Which would segue me into realizing how little I've posted at this home away from home over the summer and how I've really reduced my Chicklet identity almost exclusively to Virtual Coffees. But I would be quick to qualify I don't mean that in any kind of derogatory way, just that more often than not I've tended to save my thoughts up and spill them once a week.
If we were meeting for coffee today I would tell you how Riley is heavily into a phase where almost all his sentences start with, "Remember when..." And then he will describe something that could have happened ten minutes ago or back when he was two years old and it has been keeping my under-performing memory hopping.
And if I had more time I would love to tell you about Toby and Roosevelt, two rescue dogs who are hoping to be adopted together and who have more energy than Riley
and all the colour that has been jumping out at me like the tray of berries I froze for smoothies later this fall
and the bowl of pesto I whipped up, but knowing you, you would tell me it looks like bats' barf
so I would threaten you with The Karate Kid if you kept insulting my cooking skills
and then say let's go poke Amy at Lucky Number 13 and see how she's getting into the new school year.