I am grateful for Farley’s crazy drink experiments. What do you do with the last bit of chocolate milk, water, and melted ice cream sundae at the end of the meal? Carefully pour various amounts of ingredients into each other, mix thoroughly, sample at every possible point, gross out everyone at the table, and earn the endeared respect of your father no matter what they say about you. That’s what.
I am grateful for a day of filing, garage sorting, and work catchup while nana had the kids, who were loving every second of it.
I am grateful for a family swim this evening, watching coop and farl jumping off the diving board again and again.
I am grateful Nana made the ferry.
I am grateful to have topped it all of at the Spitfire Grill, a restaurant that sits right on the tarmac at the airport. The kids loved it. So did I.