If we were having a glass of wine, I would tell you my weekend started in the best way possible. Sharing cold pizza (I swear it took 2 hours to arrive) at our town’s best bed & breakfast. While I didn’t spend the night, I returned on Sunday morning to piping hot pancakes, delicious french toast casserole and time spent with dear friends.If we were having a glass of wine, I would tell you about the very cute guy at the shoe store. While training for a half-marathon it has become apparent that my sneakers were not up to the task. I would tell you of my matching blisters that led me to a store that specializes in fitting runners with proper footwear. I would tell you that this very cute guy laughed at (what he called) my K-Mart Specials (they were from Payless) as he fitted me into a proper pair of running shoes. Promising me that I would now run faster and longer. We will see.
The most money ($110!) I have ever spent on an article of clothing, including my wedding dress.
If we were having a glass of wine, I would tell you how on Monday when I was showering, Abby came running into the bathroom all upset: “MOM!!!! Bridget swallowed her tooth and her mouth is gushing blood”. As I rinsed the shampoo out of my eye, I quickly jumped out and slipped on the floor. Bridget comes in laughing, no blood anywhere and said to me: tooth crunchy. Not a spec of blood to be found. No tooth either.
If we were having a glass of wine, I would tell you that I read the best book: The Same Sky and couldn’t put it down. I also read Wild and wasn’t that impressed. I’m not sure if it was because it was over-hyped or if I just wasn’t into it. Which is weird because I usually enjoy books about a Walk in the Woods.
If we were having a glass of wine, I would remind you that this is the month when Bridget’s appointments at Children’s starts up again. That I am dreading some of them (like tomorrow’s) and looking forward to others. That each time we go to Children’s I worry that instead of finding something right, they will say they found another barrier she has to overcome.
If we were having a glass of wine, I would laugh as I told you I overslept this morning and blame the girls. I would ask how it is possible that they are up at the butt-crack of dawn on weekends and holidays but not on school days.
If we were having a glass of wine, I would ask how your week was going and I would hope you would tell me…