I love rainy days– I enjoy the results of the rain; I enjoy the feel of it on my face; I love to see the fierceness of the lightening and the occasional thunderclap; I love to hear it on the roof. Mostly though, I love rainy days because I get to see more of my darlin’ man.
He accompanied us to music class. He suggested going to see a relative in the nursing home. He suggested going out for lunch at this hole in the wall bar across from the nursing home that we frequent. He wanted to go up to a town about 45 minutes away to look at a boat. The girls miraculously fell asleep in the car on the way there so we were able to have over an hour of uninterrupted conversation!
I wanted to stop at the library there, because I like to sense the different style of libraries wherever I am, and because I wanted to watch The Bachelor I had missed Monday on-line. The internet kept kicking me off to begin with so I missed the rose ceremony since you’re only allowed ONE HOUR (and if you go over, they sternly tap you on the shoulder), but it was fantastic, sitting all by myself watching my sleazy type show all by myself.
We messed around for a bit on the children’s floor before Kevin said he needed to get back. Brielle screamed the whole way home. She hates to be in her carseat. The resulting tension probably contributed to he and I having a disagreement, but we handled it well. But even then, it was still nice to do a family day.
The best part of the day was that evening after Aviana was in bed. I asked Kevin to hang out with me in the kitchen while I made cookies. He and I just talked and talked and talked. It was almost like when we were just getting to know each other and later when we were dating and would just spend hours reveling in each other and hanging on to every word. We decided to set a date night for Friday and to be more intentional about having grown-up time.