Don’t say it too loudly, but Northeast Ohio has been giving us some fantastic weather lately.
Yeah, I probably just jinxed us. It will probably snow 4 inches overnight.
(Not 6 inches. That would give us a snow day, and Ohio doesn’t work like that.)
So anyways, awesome weather means that it has just been…great.
Today was such a good day. It wasn’t spectacular or amazing or out of the ordinary. It was just deliciously, deeply good.
I got a large task done at work that I’ve been tackling for a while.
I came home to hugs from my hubby and my children. My husband watched the kids while I took a short nap. (Naps are fantastic…but I always feel guilty for taking them. Am I the only one? Yeah? Fine then.) On the negative side, I thought of an excellent Facebook status as I dozed off…then I forgot it. Wisdom lost for all time, folks.
After my nap we played and did art together and practiced Corinne’s letter cards. We read some stories. We watched some Scooby Doo.
For dinner I made one of our favorites, Brunswick stew. For once, the girls were happily occupied in their own toy kitchen and did not attempt to fall in the soup/add toys to the pot/drop bar stools on my feet. I also made some ranch snack crackers. SO addicting. Those crackers turned out to be all Ashlynn ate for dinner, but whatever, you know? She’s not going to starve to death. She’ll just be…ranchy, I guess?
After dinner we grabbed popsicles and played outside until dusk fell. We came in and did the pajama routine, then we started Stuart Little. The girls saw the movie and fell in love, and bibliophile that I am, I couldn’t let it go at that. A) I’ve been dying to start reading them chapter books, and B) They did a truly awful job with that movie.
Hugs and kisses and the girls were in bed, on time, and with a minimum of excuses to get up and whining.
(I swear, the other night Ashlynn got up FOUR TIMES to ask me if I was going to feed her breakfast the next morning. I know sarcasm is lost on young children, but I was finally like “What?! Do you think I would suddenly and randomly decide that tomorrow is the first day in your life I would cancel breakfast?! TO SLEEP!!!! GO!!!”)
Also the dog stalked neighbors out the window while totally missing the squirrel two feet from the house that was making faces at him. Thank God we have an electronic security system.
Now it’s time for a bath and a book and probably some brain-rotting tv. Hopefully no insomnia, as my pre-interview jitters have turned into “the million things I want to do with my class next year” ideas and I’ve been running on fumes the past week.
My husband will be home soon. I love and miss him and we’ll probably curl up on the couch together. What was that noise? Did you hear that? It sounded like gagging. Oh well. Must be imagining things.
Ooooo, and it sounds like there’s a thunderstorm coming! I sleep best with rain pouring down!
There you go. My good day. Deliciously, happily good. What makes your days good? I know you’re out there, readers! Comment and share!