Wow, I had the best day ever!
Epiphany about writing came late in the day at approximately 4:27 PM 2/14/09, but that blog will have to wait until tomorrow.
Yesterday was wonderful!
I saw old writing friends--not that they're old old . . . but old friends as in I haven't seen them in a few months--at Tami Cowden's workshop on the Hero/Heroine Archetypes. I got home at about 5:30 and was greeted at the door, by my loving family: the sheepdog who had been bathed and brushed and smelled sweet, the child who had been bathed and brushed and smelled sweet, and the hubster who was wearing his mother's old "I'd rather be selling Avon" apron standing at the stove with a plethora of pots and pans. My house was clean. The formal dining table was set. Hubster handed me a glass of Lodi Ranch Cabernet that he made last year. YUM! And they had made a "We-(heart)-you, Mom sign out of balloons.
While hubster prepared dinner: Chicken Piccatta with angel hair pasta and Spinach salad with warm balsamic dressing, I played MarioKart. Yep, the child was trying to be supportive, but her screams when Yoshi dived off the track did get a little grating--he dies a LOT in Wario's Gold Mine! My poor arthritic thumbs . . .I wonder if Nintendo will start producing bigger buttons for those of us who remain challenged by technology? We ate the wonderful dinner and hubster cleaned up the dishes while I played a little longer--Yoshi is on the sugarscoot cycle for the 100cc tracks and it moves a little differently than his car in the 50cc.
For dessert we had homemade Chocolate Mousse--double yum!
Epiphany about writing came late in the day at approximately 4:27 PM 2/14/09, but that blog will have to wait until tomorrow.
Yesterday was wonderful!
I saw old writing friends--not that they're old old . . . but old friends as in I haven't seen them in a few months--at Tami Cowden's workshop on the Hero/Heroine Archetypes. I got home at about 5:30 and was greeted at the door, by my loving family: the sheepdog who had been bathed and brushed and smelled sweet, the child who had been bathed and brushed and smelled sweet, and the hubster who was wearing his mother's old "I'd rather be selling Avon" apron standing at the stove with a plethora of pots and pans. My house was clean. The formal dining table was set. Hubster handed me a glass of Lodi Ranch Cabernet that he made last year. YUM! And they had made a "We-(heart)-you, Mom sign out of balloons.
While hubster prepared dinner: Chicken Piccatta with angel hair pasta and Spinach salad with warm balsamic dressing, I played MarioKart. Yep, the child was trying to be supportive, but her screams when Yoshi dived off the track did get a little grating--he dies a LOT in Wario's Gold Mine! My poor arthritic thumbs . . .I wonder if Nintendo will start producing bigger buttons for those of us who remain challenged by technology? We ate the wonderful dinner and hubster cleaned up the dishes while I played a little longer--Yoshi is on the sugarscoot cycle for the 100cc tracks and it moves a little differently than his car in the 50cc.
For dessert we had homemade Chocolate Mousse--double yum!
Hubster confessed he'd gone through all my recipes, took them out, made copies of them and had been planning the dinner for awhile. Sneaky dog! And going through my recipes is no small task. I have my clipped recipes, mainly Bon Appetit, in 13 binders that take up about 3 feet of bookshelf space. Every recipe that I cut out from the last 25 years is in one of those books, but it is very organized--what can I say? I'm a Virgo!
And after dinner we got in our swim suits and hit the hot tub with a bottle of homemade bubbly (kiddo had a soda). Hubster is a very talented guy. The sparkling wine (champagne) was wonderfully dry, the air was cold and the hot tub warm. Clouds scuttled across the night sky revealing the stars.
Ah, it was the best day ever!
OMG! You're living the HEA of a romance heroine! I want to be you in my next life.
ReplyDeleteI had a good day, too. We went out for Chinese for dinner. And my husband vacuumed. He's a good guy, too.
Thanks, Edie! I think he was worth the wait. :-)
ReplyDeleteHubster always vacuums, he likes the strafe marks in the carpet and I don't do them right *shrugs*. . . oops, my bad!
Margaret
(looking innocent as she whistles)
Wow...The Toddster came through, didn't he? I'm surprised you didn't take pictures of him in the apron and the food and the hot tub. Get with the program...we want pics!
ReplyDeleteWe did pizza and ice cream. Total junk food! But it was very sweet of hubs to get me my favorites!
Shoot, Cyndi, I'm surprised I got the camera out at ALL. Both of us stink at that stuff, probably because everyone else in the family takes pictures so we don't think about it. We just ask family to email the pics to us!
ReplyDeleteYour day sounds terrific. My hubby surprised me with orange roses (his favorite color). Then we went to dinner and a movie before hanging out with the grandkids. V Day does bring out the romantic in the boys, right? And he makes his own wine??
ReplyDeleteBack to the real world now!
Sounds like you had a great day, Liz! I know you're enjoying the grandbabies--they sure do grow up fast, don't they?
ReplyDeleteHubster used to make beer, but it would lose it's fizz before we drank it all, so he switched to wine. Currently, I have three different reds and the sparkling white to drink, and he's getting ready to make a new one, Stag's Leap Merlot. Yum! We have a deal: He makes the wine, I drink it! Works for me!