Was quite
relaxing and enjoyable, as it usual is down here. I woke early and went for a mile-and-a-half
walk listening to an upbeat podcast then the family went to mass at 11. Got
back a little after noon and the Mrs. heated up some quiche for us all. I’m old
enough to remember all that anti-quiche goofiness in the early 80s, but,
dammit, yeah it was fluffy but the pie had eggs, cheese, and bacon in it, so I
enjoyed it!
My goal
was an unhurried, drama-free day, and that’s what the ladies gave me. A week
ago my wife asked me for a dinner request, so I decided on stuffed shells and
meatballs, and since she loves a challenge, she had to make it all from
scratch. With help; Patch made the meatballs and is developing into quite the
awesome little chef.
While all that
was cooking in the oven we Facetimed my parents up in PA for a half-hour, then
the Mrs. called her mom (her dad and stepdad both passed away in 2018). Then
the girls had me open up cards and gifts. Patch bought me a record for my
growing collection (just shy of 40 albums now) – Water Music Suite by
Georg Handel, conducted by Pierre Boulez. Little One had a Rosary for me she
picked up during her time in Rome in the spring and blessed by Pope Francis at
one of the papal masses she attended. Awesome.
After
dinner I was given the option of selecting a movie for all of us to watch
together, and I chose M. Night Shyamalan’s Signs, one of my favorite
flicks of all time that I haven’t seen in at least five years. We all enjoyed
it to varying lengths, especially the Mrs., who probably hadn’t seen it since
we saw it way way back in 2002 in the theaters.
A great
day of R & R, rest and relaxation, recovery and recuperation. And
recharging. Because by Monday morning my two angels reverted back to two
typical teens, though I realize I am blessed to have two typical teens that are
not as typical as the typical teen out there.
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