Last week Ted, Kevin, and I went on a scuba vacation on the island of Bonaire. The whole time was a blast, of course, and we got some cool photos and saw some creatures for the first time (ex. slipper lobster). While on land we were entertained by the pelicans who enjoyed fishing from the dock, diving from the dock into the clear water when they saw an enticing target.
Tuesday morning after walking Toby, I checked the weather forecast. No rain was predicted until 4 PM. Sunny skies and the radar was clear. I put Toby in the back yard with his water dish to enjoy the great outdoors while I shopped.
Now, the commissary is a huge building, it's a 30 minute drive, and my shopping list was long (honestly I try to get enough to keep from coming back for as long as possible). Two hours later the bagger filled the trunk under threatening thunderclouds. My heart sank as it rained "cats and dogs" going home. I worried and drove as fast as I dared, thinking of how traumatized poor Toby would be.
Actually, he was wet and thrilled to come in the house, but the one who was traumatized was me. Toby was fine after a treat and being towelled off, but I wanted to find a weatherman to smack.
Tuesday was also our 36th wedding anniversary. We had just had a deluxe vacation so we didn't really make any special plans. Ted surprised me with flowers and champagne, and after going to hot yoga (weirdest anniversary date ever :) we had bubbly and sushi.
Then yesterday my craft table was finally delivered! I'm still working on reorganizing everything but it's exciting to have a space that is mine for painting, sewing, and craft projects. (Did you see where Toby left his bone?)
There's all the news. Suddenly two weeks goes by and it doesn't seem possible, but each individual day is full of big or little stuff that just makes up daily life, moment by moment.
I hope all your moments today are ones you'll remember with a smile!
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