It's been one hell of a day! Woke up this morning and convinced my son to get dressed. This can be quite a feat at times. He loves to run around in the nude most of the time. You might be walking through my house and find a pile of crumpled jeans and boy's underwear lying underfoot. His shirt and shoes are usually close by. You'll find Romeo perched somewhere in the house contently playing naked. He'll turn 4 this January, so it's a habit I will have to think about breaking soon. I've been a bit more consistent lately about having put something back on......some of the time.
I pulled a box of long sleeve shirts from the top of his closet, today being the coldest day we've seen yet this Fall. Romeo made it clear he was intent on picking out his own shirt as long as I was willing to lay out some underwear and pants. Independent and driven, he likes to take the stance that he knows what he wants. I choose my battles with him wisely. A typical daily ensemble is not usually one of them. He walks out of his room in his "hiking" hat, red monster rain boots, and a sweater over his long sleeve shirt. I smile and ask if he's ready. He hollers back a long, drawn-out, "Yeeeeaaaaah!" and we walk to the door.
We run our errands, get back home, and I get a sitter for an hour so I can hit the local trail on my bike. I've been fighting a cold/flu for over a week now. Riding the trail today I thought again about how I might be able to kick it if I would back off on the biking. I've tried; but after 2 or 3 days of no riding I feel stir crazy, throw out good sense, and hit the trails anyways. Today I got a wicked taste of riding trails when I should have been at home sipping on Thera-Flu. No matter; I'll still hit the trails the next couple of days, as they are the only days I won't have to hire a sitter just to catch a ride.
I got home, fit in some work, and made arrangements for my son's father to take him early so I can take my daughter to a midnight movie. He's running late, so we arrange for him to text and meet me in the lobby when he arrives. My son joins my daughter and I. One of his obsessions this last year has been costumes. I divulge on occasion. I picked up a $7 discounted Scooby-Doo costume while purchasing inventory for work today. Walking into the theater my son is showered with conversation from many other movie-goers who find his Scooby gear just as adorable as I do.
The movie was great. Pitch Perfect I think it was called. If you like Glee; you'll like this. Driving home from the theater my daughter and I share some good quality conversation. Now I sit here in my familiar blogging spot; the front porch. I'm reflecting on the fullness of my day. I spoke with my best friend on the phone today. Since our lives have taken different paths we don't get to speak as much as we used to. It was wonderful to hear her voice. It felt even better to offer her my shoulder; even from hours away. And of course she let me lean back as well. I'll have to plan a trip down to see her soon. Lately I've been reminded of my distant support system and my need to work on my "long distance relationship" skills. First stop when I head back towards my hometown for a visit? Well, Grandma's house of course......
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