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sKePTiKal:
This is one of those days when I really wish I could post pics here. I tried again; several times.
Buck had one of those moments last night of realizing that there was NOTHING he had to do, nothing that needed addressed and even the pump pain had been calmed... blessed peace... and what he described as "blank". His D was asleep; the kids here crashed early... and it was just us, chatting back & forth as we drifted off into that realm where sometimes we can be together despite the miles in between. He can't remember the last time he experienced a peaceful moment; he said it was bizarre; so not his normal. I told him to get used to it. :D
It was late when we both drifted off; and I went back to sleep several times this morning... when I trundled out for that first cup of coffee Hol was retreiving her bar tools... and 10 minutes later she brought me a bloody mary to join my first cuppa joe, while reflecting and waking up in bed. "Take your medicine", she said - LOL.
Last night, I realized John & I had our hands full today... and neither of us wanted to "work" that hard at dinner. (We've prepped a lot before hand.) So we put Hol in charge of mashed potatoes. She was arranging them in designs and sculptures last night; explaining she takes her responsibility very seriously... and then this morning, I find potato mobiles hanging from the light fixture over the counter & stove... LOL. (And I really need a pic to do it justice...)
It's going to be one of THOSE weekends folks. One of those - "you had to be there" - weekends. General Mayhem (Hol's tubing nickname) is in charge of ambience, pacing, and general good humor.
And I thought I wouldn't hear from Buck all day... his D is cooking her first full T'giving dinner and he's on fire extinguisher duty... (LOL)... and she told the ex she was cooking - so there might be a time; hours even; when I won't be able to chat with Buck... but I was wrong. He's blowing up my phone, playing, on his end too today.
I'm about as happy as a puddle of puppies playing together.
lighter:
That was a very happy post to read, Amber.
We have oldies playing, and youngest dd and I sing and dance around the kitchen. It's marvelous.
Dancing is a shortcut to joy!
Lighter
sKePTiKal:
$10 says Buck and I would talk LESS during a day, if he were actually here than we do over the phone right now. LOL. It's cute; people who know him say he never texts anyone. He said he made an exception for me - and WOW what an exception!
It's such a treat to be able to tweak his big, tough guy image by telling him how cute he is.... LOLOLOLOL. He really is a big softie, under the looks & image. We even have matching tomcats. LOLOLOL. His & Hers.
lighter:
It really feels like you're running toward joy, Amber. I think Buck is too: )
How was your Thanksgiving dinner?
Lighter
Hopalong:
Oh, for B to have a respite from pain, and you to have joy, and the sun to be shining into the mountainside kitchen, and him to be goofy and you to feel complete (as much as you can by text)...brings one more thing to be grateful for!
I feel so happy that your Tgiving has been so full (no pun intended), Amber.
Wow. And whatever you're seeing in the mirror is beautiful, whether you are in focus or not.
Hugs
Hops
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