Seven

I just got home from Colorado yesterday evening. Mom didn't let me drive. The kids were nothing short of saintly, under the circumstances, which would be 2 whole days in the car, and two whole days back. Right about the time we got to Brother's new house, it started to rain. Brother has a great house! It has window seats in both guest rooms. I am pea green with envy. He also has a fantastic kitchen, which I am also hugely jealous of, and to make it worse, he has it organized completely wrong and won't let me fix it. But he did let me help him decide where to hang his pictures. We saw the Garden of the Gods during a brief break from the rain, and Brother took us to Einstein Brothers' bagels, and took me to the Star Trek movie. And we went up a drizzly Pike's Peak on the cog train. Then, we came home in torrential showers. But we had a great time!!! We sang lots. Maybe that's why my voice is completely gone.

Monday was my anniversary. I've been married for seven years. When I came home, Josh was melting chocolate and dipping strawberries in it, just for me. And he put nuts in the brownies, even though he doesn't like nuts in his brownies. (We'll ignore the fact that brownies are his favorite, but not mine. This is a true compromise.) He's a sweet boy, and I love him. Even though he admitted that the snacks were to distract me from the fact that he hadn't cleaned the house.

I wasn't able to go to taiko, but I'm excited about the fact that I can go on Thursdays now. I could use a little activity after all that riding in cars. They all did fun and cool stuff without me, and now I am anxious to catch up.

I'm having a rough time re-adjusting to our normal schedule. YAWN! I'm sure I had lots to say. Um....but what was it?

Wow. I think I'll get Abbie some goldfish crackers now. Hope you are having a good Wednesday!