The pie appears
/Oh my goodness, it has appeared!
Happy Anniversary to me!
9 happy years
/Today, Tom and I celebrate nine happy years of marriage. Most unfortunately, he has Day 3 of his annual conference all day and evening so Michele, my sister's husband, is cooking me dinner. As he, Elia and my mom are wonderful, I'll take it. T woke me up with a beautiful, sweet card and we'll celebrate later. Check out these pics- we look young!
The aftermath of a good party
/Now, don't get me wrong. Last night was superb, and in going to bed just before 1:00am, I called it a day (a morning?) hours before Elia and Mom. But I am really.so.seriously. tired today. Wow. It was with enormous gratitude that I brought the boys to school for a "long" day (those on which Ol stays until 2:15), and other than lunch out, us adults spent much of that time draped Dali-like over various couches and beds throughout the house.
Even the pets seemed soggy. And that's something.
I did spy these little tomatoes and am thrilling with visions of sweet summer tomatoes, plucked and enjoyed before the sun's warmth fades from their skins. It's coming...
If I want a rhubarb pie badly enough, will it appear?