I am grateful for a quiet day of quietly working in my quiet office. TGIM!
I am grateful to be working at home, where it’s not that big a deal to make a pizza before heading off to pick up the boys.
I am grateful for an evening spent with those jokers, while Julie was out for dinner with a friend. We were all pleased to gobble up said pizza, and then I declared that if dinner and homework was done and we were all set to go swimming by 6:30, we could go for a swim. My ultimatum was met, and so I am also grateful for a frolic in the pool before heading home to bed at a respectable 8:15, already in our PJs.
I am grateful for the humour that autocorrect gives us at times, like just now when I wrote the title for this blog post as “gratitude”, but it figured I must mean “destitute”.
I am grateful for beaveree. All 4 of us went. Highlights included maple syrup taffy made by pouring boiled syrup on snow, then rolled up with Popsicle sticks, canoeing, and spraying a real firehose from a real firetruck with real firefighters.
I am grateful for all the other leaders and beaver parents. They are all good and interesting people, and many show up at any given event. Today we had 7 adults for our 9 kids.
I am grateful that one of my fellow leaders is a paediatrician, who attended to Farley after a very unfortunate, abrupt, and hard encounter between his head and a rock. Not a moment to be grateful for, that, but the peace of mind knowing that a doctor who specializes in kids had taken a look absolutely was.
I am grateful for as spectacular performance by my sister outlaw’s choir. Know what’s amazing? Seeing dozens and dozens of very talented singers (I’d guess at least 60) singing a in one of this town’s biggest oldest churches, without amplification. It was sublime. I was transported. If you are in Vancouver, buy a ticket to the show on June 5 RIGHT NOW. http://www.vancouverpeacechoir.org/
And I am grateful for some time in a hot tub. After all that Julie and I went to one of the other beaver leader’s homes, and we sat and soaked and decompressed in their hot tub, and kvetched about all things parenting. Nice way to end the day.
I am grateful for a mystery package for Farley that came from Amazon yesterday. It’s a rescue helicopter/boat/scuba diver/shark set, and he loves it! Was it you? Let me know!
I am grateful for a nice quiet day of working quietly in my quiet office.
I am grateful for date night, today Julie and I went to the movies and saw “Money Monster”. It’s not going to win any Oscars, but it fit the bill, kept us entertained, and was pretty much as advertised; and that was just what I needed.
I am grateful for the pond in front of my house, and the lilipads in it, and their flowers. I’m chuffed that the new cover makes it all much easier to see.
I am grateful for a quiet day in my quiet office, where I sat and worked quietly for most of the day.
I am grateful for the wanton orgy of mass consumerism we all partook in at Costco this evening. We spent a ton of money, but the cupboards and freezer were bare, and now they are not, and we’ll be dining like kings and queens at our house for the foreseeable future.
I am grateful for a fantastic deal on shoes. It’s not every day a guy with size 14 feet finds shoes that fit in the discount bin, but I did today, and they are RED.
I am grateful to live near Summit Park. It’s beautiful there. Usually when I am up there it’s to bring kids, but today I just felt like a break and thought I’d go for a wander. I was delighted to find it only took 17 minutes, and it cleared my head right up. I might have to make a habit of that little walk.
I am grateful for Coop’s sweet potato and dried Apple rendition of the Falcon (from the avengers). I am also grateful for Farley, who needs to get in on the action when someone is taking photos.
I am grateful for kid free time and uninterrupted conversation with my lovely spouse over sushi tonight.
I am grateful for a visit with a very pregnant friend at the hospital. It’s an intense, important, nauseating, joyful, difficult, exciting, happy and worrisome time when babies are about to be born. I feel honoured to be around any part of it.
I am grateful for Farley. He’s 4 years old today. So big! Coop was 3 and a half when Farley was born, so it feels a little like we’ve left the charted waters and will now be setting off into new territory. I’m grateful these years having babies and toddlers around, and I am grateful for these big capable kids that are filling the void the little guys left behind.
I am grateful for my folks who flew out for the day to spend it with Farl and the rest of us. We hung out at the beach in Sidney, we conquered Bear Hill and ate donuts at the top, we bought fresh strawberries, we searched for pirate treasure on Island View beach and then wrapped it up with dinner at the Spitfire Grill before dropping them off at the airport. It was a short trip, but we packed a lot into a fun day.
I am grateful for some downtime after the boys went to sleep.
I am grateful for a successful birthday party for Farley. We were there for “The Running of the Goats” which happens every morning at the Beacon Hill Park Petting Zoo, then we headed over to the adjacent play park where we claimed a picnic table under a gazebo and covered it with a spread of fast disappearing cheesies and veggies that we predictably wound up taking home with us.
I am grateful for the Spider-Man and Batman themed cake Julie made with the liberal use of blue food colouring in the icing.
I am grateful for an easy afternoon involving some dozy watching of Star Trek, followed by dinner out at White Spot (Farley’s pick).
I am grateful for the new X Files season. I was hooked back in the day, and one episode in, I am hooked again now.