i'm such a neglectful blogger. but life's been a blur, guys. it's crazy: is it really this late in April already? i'm writing this from the 8:09 Trenton-to-NY Penn express because it'll likely be the last 75 minutes of peace i have for a while. i'm back to the gym-work-bed cycle. it's all i've had time for (with a little baseball thrown in to keep me sane).
it was a good weekend at least. Michael and i went to visit my parents on Saturday to celebrate, belatedly, my mom's birthday and to celebrate, early, my hubster's. the drive alone was lovely -- good music, lots of laughing and the sky was a gorgeous shade of blue-gray that made the blooming trees pop in a stunning manner. (it had me rethinking my previous assertion that autumn is a prettier season than spring... maybe they're just incomparable.)
anyway, we had a fun time in PA. we spent nearly six hours watching the ridiculous Mets-Cards game, which started off torturously but then became hilariously amusing. we laughed our behinds off pretty much the whole time.
yesterday morning Michael drove off to work and i spent the day loving life, basically. just had one of those days: the weather was cool but mostly sunny and everything just looked so lush and fresh; got to eat mom's French toast for breakfast, followed by a run around the neighborhood during which I listened to the Yanks on my iPhone; then later an hour in the hot tub chatting with my dad about a million things. for dinner i made fettucine with pancetta, asparagus and peas (my mom is the best sous chef ever) and by nine-thirty i was happily in bed.
i woke up this morning to a note from my mom -- she'd realized after I went up to bed that yesterday was the thirty-fourth anniversary of the day she and my dad told my grandparents that i was on the way. funny to think about: thirty-four years ago i was the bun in the oven...
anyway, the next three weekends will be hectic (one of which will be spent in Chicago with the hubster! yay for mini-breaks!) so i'm thankful that this one was restorative.
we'll see how long this inner-peace lasts... if i'm lucky, maybe 'til lunchtime?
mbm
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