life and puppies

I’ve been quiet here lately because I’ve been waiting for inspiration to strike, but I realize that if I keep waiting any longer, I may never write again. So, instead of being inspiring, I will tell you what we did this weekend.

First, let me start by explaining our general plan for the month. You see, in mid-January, AO declared that we were not allowed to make plans in February. Life had just become too overwhelming with plans and he, wisely, said he was putting his foot down. Our list of house projects was not getting shorter and demands on time were getting to be too much. So, we entered February determined to slow down. And this weekend was a good attempt to put that plan into action.

On Friday, I had dinner with two friends and it was super fun.

On Saturday, we took Molly to gymnastics where it was bring-a-friend day, which, for her, meant that a friend of hers from school joined her and they ran around the gym for 45 minutes. We then had lunch with this friend and her mom afterwards. It, too, was pretty fun.

Then it was off to Target and Home Depot, neither of which were very fun, especially because of a certain incident in the light bulb aisle that no one wants to relive so I will move on.

We then went home and Aaron installed a dimmer switch in our dining room and it has improved all of our lives immensely. Molly and I took all of the dust covers off of the hardcover books in the family room and then arranged most of those same books by color.

It’s not a perfect system because we have a zillion paperbacks that I don’t think lend themselves to the same sorting, but I still think the bookshelves look a lot better and I like the overall effect.

On Sunday, Aaron made the world’s most delicious lasagna to have for the week, as well as the world’s most delicious Valentine’s dinner: flank steak with some sort of non-chimichurri, but chimichurri-esque, sauce, broken and tasty frites and swoon-worthy broccoli. During the day, Molly and I cleaned up her toy and art space, even going through all of her zillions of markers and tossing the ones that were too dried out. Maybe not surprisingly, but going through that space took hours. At the end of it, we rewarded ourselves by making the first figure – the ringmaster – from the book, Paper Circus, a fave of Aaron’s when he was a kid. Molly also made me play some weird game she deemed ‘Octopus,’ which, as far as I could tell, really just involved jumping around and then yelling, “Octopus!”

And that, my friends, was how we spent our largely plan-less weekend.