Grateful Friday

 Last night, Mark and I made dinner before Adam got home because Mark was going to institute.

I put meatballs in the air fryer and Mark started water boiling for pasta.  I pulled Olivia's ragu sauce out of the pantry.  It is so good and I've been saving it.  I don't know what I was saving it for, but I guess a Thursday in July.

While we were waiting for the meatballs to cook and the water to boil, we sat at the table and played golf with Star Wars cards.  

He won the first round and then the second round and we tried to remember the points so we could keep a running tally.  Mark said, "We aren't actually competitive."

I said, "I don't care about the score."

So we kept playing, getting up occasionally to check on things.

At one point, Mark got up to make a salad (Caesar, from a kit, sans croutons) and commented that he is more competitive when it is a contest of skill.  And I agreed.  I care much more about word games.

When the meatballs were cooked and the gluten free pasta was al dente as the package encouraged, we poured over the ragu sauce.  It was delicious!

I told Mark that was the taste of my childhood.  My mom and grandma made the same sauce.

When Adam got home, he had some dinner too.  He said, "What's in the sauce?"

I didn't know.

I've helped make it and I have a recipe somewhere, but I don't know what alchemy makes it so good.

It was a simple summer evening, a slice of this life we are sharing together.  Nothing really happened. It's the kind of evening that makes me grateful for what I have and who I share it with.

Today something is happening.  Liliana and Josh are getting married!  A new eternal family is being created.  I am looking forward to celebrating with them.  It's the kind of day that makes me grateful for what I have and who I share it with.