Friday night realities

--I didn't get through that to-do list I wrote earlier in the week, but I'm happy with what I got done.

--Seven-year-old Louis really liked the birthday present we bought for him. (Reality: Sam bought it and wrapped it, and we wrote a check). Even after seeing the present opened, I'm still not sure what it was.

--I asked Tom if he'd seen my iPad and he said, "Yes, it's in the pantry in that red bag.  You told me to clear things up on the counters and stick it in the bag before your sisters came to play cards." (Last Monday).

--Not liking the wind, but like the cool weather and rain.

--Looked inside Ethan Allen windows tonight, while Tom sat in the car, removed his shoe and sock and scratched the unholy itch on the bottom of his foot.

--Went to Chili's tonight for the first time in years. It now reminds me of Michael Scott from The Office. Good guacamole. Icky salad.


--Tom sat next to me while I revised on the computer. His father did that for him one night when he had to write an essay for Pansy Powell his senior year in high school.  Good parenting: the gift that keeps on giving.

--Received two hand-written notes in the mail today. Like a kiss on the lips.

--Mother's Day flowers still going strong!