This week, I'm documenting my life as a part of Adventuroo's fantastic annual blog challenge. It's great fun.
We love Mondays at our house, mostly because they are a day off for 2/3 of us. I am off work on Mondays and it's the only day of the week Dean doesn't attend preschool. He always wakes up in a good mood.
We headed to Eclipse for breakfast, our town's coffee shop/bookstore/bar/restaurant. One of our favorite people, Hannah-Jean, met us there. The morning included a trip to the library, a quick grocery store run, then home for snacks, DVDs and hours upon hours of building with various-sized Legos.
Would you like to see a collage? Oh, good.
Top right: The mail, plus one of my gray fingernails. I am obsessed with polishing my nails lately. The fall hues they have are gorgeous.
Bottom left: Returning our books at the library.
Bottom right: So happy to see Hannah-Jean!
Our afternoon was pretty low-key. It was a gorgeous day, so we opened the windows. Chutney tried to catch a bug through the window for over an hour.
We ate a pretty late breakfast, so Marcus and I both ended up snacking for lunch. By the time he got home at 4:30, we were both starving. We took the easy route and re-heated some shrimp and vegetable bisque we made on Saturday. It was even better today.
The evening consisted of watching about 1/3 of Pocahontas before Dean got bored with it, then building mega block towers, singing "London Bridge" a million times, and making a "training" course (Dean's request) from a hula hoop. Apparently level 7 was a doozy. Dean also ate dinner 3 times. He did all this while wearing his Halloween costume.
At 7:15, Dean took an epic bubble bath, in which he insisted upon wearing his plastic Batman mask. He learned that if you get a handful of bubbles and blow them really hard, they will land in your mother's hair. HILARIOUS.
At bedtime, we did our normal routine, reading our library books and talking about where we'd like to go on vacation. And snuggling. Lots of snuggling.
It was a good day. I go back to work tomorrow, to prep A CHRISTMAS CAROL. This week is going to be busy. Monday marked 7 months since my Mim passed away, and I thought about her a lot. I spent a lot of time with some things of hers that I have. I still pick up the phone to call her at least once a week. I know she'd get such a kick out of Dean's antics of late. I talked to my parents today and we all sent up lots of prayers that their house will sell soon.
My day ended sitting on the couch next to Marcus, who ate approximately 22 Tootsie Pops while I pinned a million ideas for a superhero birthday party. Marcus has recently quit smoking. Actually he quit a long time ago, but he's been using electronic cigarettes and slowly weaning himself off the nicotine. He quit nicotine on Friday. He is chewing the DOG out of those Tootsie Pops, y'all.