it was a very long, very good weekend.
there was the earliest of all mornings, 5am to be exact, still dewy and dark and all things quiet. there was a surgery center and some real nervousness, but we had a few laughs to ease a bit of that. during all the waiting there was talk of twinkies and kidney stones and "no grandma, i probably wouldn't date the anesthesiologist who looks to be about 40 years old." after a smooth, problem-free surgery, there was baked spaghetti for lunch, fish and hush puppies for dinner, and a few wild rain storms in the hours between. there was a late night of orange is the new black, and for the first time ever, i fell asleep before my mom.
there was "get up, get ready, and go out for breakfast" two mornings in a row. bacon, eggs, oatmeal, and one slice of banana nut bread, please and thank you. there was a good movie and buttered theater popcorn, followed by conversation with my best friend over chips and guac and low-calorie cheesecake, as if it mattered by that point. on the way home, there was a dance party in the car with the windows rolled down and the music turned up, the way teenagers do on warm summer nights.
there were long, solo strolls through stores, dreaming of could-be/will eventually-be home decor. there was lots of time spent indulging in the delicious smells of all of the pumpkin/baked good/spice scented candles. there was the wearing of over sized sweatshirts and the listening of podcasts and the binge reading of a beautiful food blog which inspired thoughts of cooking real meals and baking real sweets.
there were conversations of festivals, along with cravings for their blueberry donuts and string lights and fun, dusty atmospheres. with these conversations came a deep yearning for september and october and all of the warm colors and chilly days those months hold.
there were a billion trips to indianapolis, one which yielded homemade slaw and a to-die-for watermelon salad. there was a long walk around a beautiful neighborhood to admire the houses and hydrangeas and a tiny free library. back at home there was coffee while the sun set, lemon chicken, grilled veggies, and it all tasted so much like summer.
this weekend there was only love and joy and anticipation, and it was just so good.
