Small Joys of the Week 1

Since apparently I’m blog deficient, I thought I’d start posting, at least weekly, the small joys of my week. More as a reminder of the things that will likely be lost during the aging process.

The Reason? N and I were having our fancy dinner, before Food Poisoning 2012 hit and I mentioned that Nickelback had come to town. While I do like Nickelback, I was more upset at not knowing that Bush was there as well. I’ve been a huge fan since Sixteen Stone came out in 1994. Well I guess I haven’t been a huge fan since I didn’t even know they were touring. Nonetheless, I really like them. I was telling him how bummed I was that I missed Bush.

He looked at me dead in the eye and said, “you owe me tickets to Nickelback. Why didn’t you mention it?”

My response? “I owe you tickets? How do you figure?”

He proceeded to tell me that when my liver ruptured in January 2007 and our daughter was born, we missed a Nickelback concert because I was “in the hospital with my liver” instead. Because my body imploded, it was me who owed him. Granted, the implosion is a good reason to forget small details like concerts we’ve never made, but apparently it was an additional scar that N has that I was unawares. It made me think of how much I really don’t remember. Here’s to the small joys of the week:

1) Having enough time to pluck my eyebrows.

2) Sitting on the couch with Zoe while we watched Good Luck Charlie. Then having her cry because it was such a sweet show about a new baby coming home. Her heart is full of so much genuine emotion and caring.

3) Realizing I wasn’t the only one crying at the touching Good Luck Charlie.

4) Going one hole further on my belt.

5) The first drama practice for VBS and all the joy that comes from having a cast that actually works well together. Such a blessing.

6) BBQ’d salmon for dinner.

7) 30 minutes of time to quilt and then another 15 minutes of time to fix the original.

8) Ice cream dates with Zoe.

9) Flowers chosen just for E’s birthday and hand-delivered by N.

10) That despite our distance, N is happy and excited to see me, despite Food Poisoning 2012.

11) The sound of 6 feet (2 for Zoe and 4 for Toby) who greet me upon coming home each day.