Ahhhhh. Monday.
Bleh.
Although hearing the rain throughout the night was lovely and the strand of lights on my fence that was out somehow came back on in the wind and rain. This made me VERY happy in the middle of the night when I looked out and saw it sparkling. I'm afraid, however, that Ernie did NOT seem to share in my excitement.
Hmph.
Thanks for the kind comments after the last post. I hope I don't seem as though I think I'm carrying a larger burden of grief than other people. Not at all---we all have grief of one kind or another...and it comes and goes. I just happen to spit mine out here---for better or worse. But thank you....kindness helps...as does the warm glow of the great music on Friday night....
The weekend ended rather graciously, if a weekend can do such a thing. The guys took showers so I got to smell them sweet and clean. We ate black beans and rice made with the ham bone from Easter and attempted to watch the Good Wife while Owen interrupted constantly. He tries REALLY hard not to but it's beyond his capabilities so he constantly begs us to pause it so we can answer his question and then we start it up again. It ended up taking us an hour and a half to watch it even speeding through commericals. Sigh. Then the lightning was in full swing--which Owen hates---so I hauled him upstairs with me and we curled up together and read books, listened to a little Rod Picott and the rain and fell asleep.
Our internet connection was in and out yesterday.....here is a rare shot of Leo existing without internet access....