Good morning, friends! I hope you all had a wonderful weekend celebrating the dads in your life. We did our best to show Steve how much we love and appreciate him. On Saturday evening, I cooked him a special dinner – lobster thermidor. We had it on our honeymoon and ever since, every time I ask him what he wants for dinner, he says “Lobster thermidor!” (It’s partly a joke, but he’d never turn it down.) Just to keep him on his toes, I actually cook lobster thermidor every so often – rarely, because lobster is expensive around here (Virginia is kind of far away from Maine…) but, yes, every so often. (It’s not actually that hard to make, believe it or not.) On Sunday, we gave him his Father’s Day presents – some local craft beer, a new REI t-shirt, and a few pairs of Smartwool socks (replacing some threadbare ones). Then we headed out the door for his Father’s Day activity request – the splash park. He could spend the morning any way he wanted, and he chose to do something fun for the kids. What a guy, right?! We all had a good time playing in the water and on the playground, and then each of the kids got to ride the brand-new carousel. They were pretty much over the moon (although the ride attendant had to hold up the carousel for a few minutes while Nugget hemmed and hawed over which animal to choose – ha!). Our fun continued with a walk to the pool after naps – and the parents’ fun continued with a dinner of smoked salmon and multigrain bread after the kids went to bed. (Sorry, kids.) I think he had a great weekend and felt very loved and celebrated.
Reading. So, actually a pretty light reading week. I was a little stressed out all week – a heavy workload and adulting-type things had my attention a little scattered. I did manage to finish Greenery Street over the weekend and just loved it. (It’s in my work bag, headed out to be loaned to a co-worker, this morning.) Still reading Northbridge Rectory on my kindle, but hopefully I will have more time and energy for it this week. On deck, I think, is The Chilbury Ladies’ Choir, which I picked up from the library holds shelf this week. (I also got Lincoln in the Bardo, but I need to kick this little mini-slump before attempting that one.)
Listening. I’ve been jumping back and forth between the podcatcher and Audible this week, and actually listened quite a lot. (There were a few commutes during which I just didn’t feel up to reading, so I kept the earbuds in instead.) Several of my favorite podcasts – including Sorta Awesome and The Home Hour – have summer-themed episodes up, and I’ve been loving those. And I’m up to mid-eighteenth century fiction in The Great Courses: Classics of British Literature, which means Jane Austen isn’t far away! This week I got up to “Professional” listening level on Audible and am weirdly proud of that. (150-ish hours to go until I make the “Scholar” level.)
Watching. Last night, Steve and I finished the last Netflix season of The Great British Bake-Off. (I’m refusing to use the American title, because I don’t know why it is different.) I was actually in tears as they announced the winner of the most recent season. (I’m a major loose cannon at the moment, apparently.) Fortunately, new episodes will be airing on PBS soon, so we won’t have to go too long without Paul and Mary. And in the meantime, maybe I’ll actually be able to read more in the evenings for a little while…
Moving. Nothing good to report. After last week’s awesome run around Chicago, I was feeling inspired and itching to get back in my running shoes as soon as possible, and of course life and work got in the way. I do think I’m coming to a point where I have to find a way to do something for myself – I miss running and working out and I’m pretty much at the limit of putting myself last. I have some ideas about how to fix it, but nothing concrete right now. Of course, I did move last week – lots of chasing kids around the splash pad, swimming them around in the pool (quite an arm workout, actually) and I also squeezed in a walk to the library while they napped over the weekend. (It was too hot to run at that time of day…)
Blogging. I think I’ve got some fun stuff coming up for you this week – a garden update on Wednesday (I’ve got good news and bad news) and a fun kids’ summer reading post on Friday. Check back!
Loving. Two things this week: first and foremost, of course, I was loving Father’s Day and telling Steve how much we appreciate everything he does for our family. He’s an amazing dad and we are so lucky to have him! Second, and if you’ll forgive me for sharing more cutesy Nugget stories so recently after this post, I’m loving Nugget’s new tendency to make certain words plural that aren’t actually plural. For instance, he is very into “playing some soccers” (throwing a soccer ball at my favorite green glass lamp). And when he feels more sedate, he climbs up into his rocking chair with his little baby piano (which he used to call his “pinano” – I wish that one was still around) and tells me, “I make musics for you, Mommy!” I adore these little baby-isms and miss them so much when they are gone. “Soccers” is particularly cute (as long as nothing gets broken).
Asking. What’s up with you this week? How was your Father’s Day?