Friday night at the Olive Garden, Miss Clementine fell backward and hit the back of her head. She could not break her fall and hit hard.
I got paranoid. Of course.
Decided to do what the nurse I telephoned said to do and checked on her every 2 hours (even at nighttime) to make sure she was ok.
Woke at 5:30 the next morning to take Seb to his game.
Was not happy I had to wake 3 times the night before.
Watched Seb's game and was happy for him that his team won.
Stopped off at Circle K to buy some Gatorades because there is nothing like Freezing Cold Gatorade on a grueling, long, hot summer day.
But mine wasn't freezing.
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Took a nap when we got home and afterward felt like I wasted too much of my Saturday.
Woke and got ready for my cousin Julie's baby shower.
Came home late from the shower and watched Gran Torino with Bobby.
Couldn't believe how terrible the acting and dialogue was in the movie.
Fell asleep 3/4 of the way through.
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Visited Carlos, Bobby's dad, for his birthday.
Ate cake. Yay!
Took pics of the boys. Marveled at how much Ethan and his cousin Nico have the same body type. Big, husky. SOLID.
Put my head on Bobby's shoulder on the long drive home.
Felt sleepy.
Felt grumpy.
But When Bobby looked over at me and said,
You look beautiful. You look like a flower.
It made it all better.
Random shots from each day....
#16, baby!
Seb, Ethan, and cousin Nicolas.
1 comment:
What a sweet husband you have. I felt like this weekend came and went with barely a hello.
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