Big T came home from school yesterday and surprised us.
So I made his favorite pot roast for lunch to celebrate. Then he and B played musical chairs and tables for me afterward. We switched the glass top in the breakfast nook with the wood trestle in the dining room.
I like it.
Now if I could only decide what to do about those ugly brown pleather chairs.
In other news, B has been sick with the flu and whathaveyou since last week. He moaned and groaned and schlumped and grumped through two entire days this weekend, and the doctor took one look at him and gave that boy a big ol' shot of penicillin first thing this morning. So, for Valentine's Day this year, I'm getting a raincheck for dinner at Firebird's and a movie. That's ok. Mondays are just not my first choice for a holiday, y'know?
A few things I love on this ballemtime's day, on my way to 1000:
93. A surprise visit
94. Pot roast