It wouldn’t be summer without catching a cold, would it? In my case, it’s right before a camping trip to the ocean with John’s family and our mom-daughters-grandsons excursion to the San Juan Islands. Am I miserable? No. Am I disgruntled? YES. And I’m unsure what to do about the camping trip; I adore the ocean and the weather forecast is ideal, yet I also dislike being congested and not sleeping in a small camper, as well as possibly spreading my cold germs around to everyone else. For now, I’m using Zicam and extra Vitamin C to try to mitigate the effects and shorten the cold. Only time will tell; unfortunately, I don’t have a whole lot of time before making the decision to back out of my trips. 🙁
On an unexpected positive note, I had coffee with a friend yesterday at one of my favorite places; I tried a new mixed berry scone with raspberry lemon drizzle. It was delicious! My friend brought me some of her flowers which was very thoughtful although I always worry that Mari will nibble on them. One time, she ate part of a Peruvian lily (not a real lily) and got sick–to the tune of over $500 at the vet. I hope these flowers are safe from her up on my mantel!
Dahlias? Although I grow many flowers, I buy them for appearance only and don’t keep track of their names. 🙂 Incidentally, this coffee friend is the mother of my sister-in-law; she was so caring and kind to my mom that we started hanging out and are now coffee buddies. Friendships come and go and I always try to remain open to new ones, while gracefully (!) letting go of ones that no longer work.
Three years ago our sweet Anders was born nearly two months early and spent his first month in the NICU of Swedish Hospital. John and I (and me by myself) took many trips to Seattle and looking back at my posts from that time, the stress and worry were crushing. Three years later, Anders’ pediatrician told YD that he’s in the 96th percentile for height and the 90th for weight and that he’s extremely smart. “Very intelligent and incredibly verbal for his age” I wish that intelligence was a guarantee of success and happiness. If only!
He’s a lovely boy: strong-willed and energetic, sometimes mouthy–as befits a three-year-old. The terrible twos are a myth; in my family, it’s been the Troublesome Threes.
Here are some happy faces: John with his older daughter and his youngest and oldest granddaughters. The Chetzemoka is one of the smallest ferries in the Washington State fleet and goes to Vashon Island. If I’m well enough for the San Juans trip, we’ll be on an Olympic Class or Superclass ferry, the Big Boys; they can carry up 1,500 passengers and 160 vehicles. A mini cruise ship! LOL
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