Yesterday we attended our neighborhood's BBQ cook-off. Sometimes I can't really believe things like this are on my calendar. Five years ago I was living in a bug-infested college apartment in a questionable part of town (my friend's car was stolen from our parking lot- twice), three years ago I was in a tiny downtown Chicago loft, and now I'm in a house in the suburbs. The famous Coach JP was a judge in the brisket competition and Landon ran around enjoying the petting zoo, train rides, snow cones, and bounce houses. There were lawn chairs in the parking lot, coolers of beer, and neighbors who all knew each other. I suppose if we're going to live in the suburbs, we might as well do it up right.
This morning JP is out mowing the lawn. Landon is sitting across from me coloring a picture of Elmo ("Elmo" encompasses all animated characters- I briefly paused the TV on Family Guy the other day and Landon exclaimed "Elmo!!"). I'm mapping out our day (pancakes, Wal-Mart, grocery store) and trying to take control of my work email inbox. I wish we had gmail at work, the archive feature and automatic grouping of email chains would be so helpful in maintaining order.
--- pancake break ---
Now JP is swimming, Landon is napping, and I just finished Falls the Shadow, the excellent sequel to Here Be Dragons by Sharon Kay Penman (I'm still working through all of your recommendations). I started it Friday night and my sleep has greatly suffered since- last night I stayed up until nearly 3 a.m. before admitting defeat and crawling in bed. This is why I have to stick with books I've already read, I have no literary self control. Next up is The Reckoning (the third and final book of her Welsh series), then the Time Traveler's Wife, and then Katherine. Books make me so happy.
Landon appears to have recovered from his mysterious fever. It broke around 4 a.m. Friday morning only to come back up to 103 by bedtime that night. Yesterday he was fever free all day and slept his usual 12 hours last night without interruption. I'm so glad our week can get back to normal- we're lucky to be able to rearrange our schedules as needed, but it still resulted in four very late nights for me and one phone call where I may or may not have yelled "I HAVE A JOB" into JP's ear before hanging up. I believe I wanted him to come home from the pool immediately or 30 minutes earlier. But he survived my icy glares of death when he got home and presented me with a beautiful dinner that night. All is well in the Lag Liv house.
I have a post brewing about JP new company and my thoughts on the risk and extraordinary time demands involved but it's not done, so until then, you'll have to make do with this weekend rundown. Happy Sunday to you all!