Weekend

 After a busy week, it was sort of a busy weekend.  We did have a few spots of respite in the midst of everything.

For one thing, we had a lingering lunch with Shannon and Chris on Saturday.  We sat at the table for 2 1/2 hours, just talking about everything.  As we talked, some of the uncertainty and troublesome parts of life emerged, but also the joy.  We talked about trips taken and dreamed about, we talked about gifts and birthdays and fans.

Adam is always down to talk about fans.

Sometimes the best thing you can do is slow down and talk to your friends.

We also went to the temple Saturday evening.  It was nice to sit still and not worry about the things I'm worried about.  There's no dread of chemo in the temple.  That's science.

The session we were on had an above average share of disruption.  We started late because people were late.  People forgot things or had one kerfuffle or another, but I didn't even mind.  I told Adam later, "I am a lot more patient in the temple."

I should be that patient all of the time.

It reminded me of the truth that we are all in this together.  We're going to wait for stragglers.  We're going to get it right.  We will take the time it takes.

Sunday was Braeden's birthday.  I wanted to make him a chocolate cake with mint frosting.  I miss that little cherubic face blowing out his candles.

However, Braeden is the gift that keeps on giving and he just gets better with age.  I am ever grateful to be his mother. 

After church, I was talking with Adam and noticed that my fern had dropped a lot of leaves.  What ensued was a whole if you give a mouse a cookie cause and effect situation.

I started removing some of the dead stems while we chatted, then I got the broom, then I was moving the plant stand slightly and the whole thing toppled onto the floor.  There was one of those self-watering glass bottle things in it (luckily the bottle didn't break, but it did spill.  There was dirt and water everywhere.  Adam went and got the shop vac and I took the sad plant to the kitchen.  I realized it was top heavy because it was so root-bound.  (My plants have missed me since I've left their care to Mark.). I repotted the fern and everything was a tremendous mess.  

Note to self:  leave your plants alone unless you want the consequences.

Adam went to Nashville and Emma came over.  I had a gluten free cornbread mix from Trader Joe's.  I decided to make creamed eggs and cornbread for dinner, which I hadn't made for years and years.  The gluten free white sauce was weird.  The cornbread was OK.  Gluten free is a bummer.

Emma and I talked about her coming with me for chemo and I told her kind of what to expect.  She asked, "How doomsy and sad is it?"  (She is one to make up words.)  I told her not that doomsy.  But maybe that's all the drugs they give me talking....

We played Rummikub and I lost both times.  It's less about the winning and more about being together and whatever playlist Mark is spinning for us.

Another weekend in the rearview.

This morning I checked our extended family WhatsApp to see how Marianne and Robert were faring on their way to Ghana.

It never disappoints.