From the you-never-know-what-he’ll-say-next file. The setting: At physical therapy with The Boy. Him: You know you need therapy when you have to ask your wife to open a pickle jar for you. Other patients start laughing. His therapist walks out of her office and says, What are you saying now? Me: Oh, I see you know […]
Love the Boy
His Goals – Keeping it Simple
The Boy is nearly done rehabbing from his DI. The cast and pins in his thumb are long-gone. Weeks of physical therapy are behind him. And now, he’s gotten the good news that he can start to move from mobility therapy to strength therapy. It’s very exciting!! I had a chance to sit in with […]
Since You Insist…
This is the simple card I gave The Boy for Valentine’s Day. I found it here. Valentine’s this year was a kiss-and-a-craft. We’re saving our pennies for a very nice meal out with our friends, J&S, and fully funding our emergency fund. That’s true love.
On the Reasons for Exhaustion
I feel like I’m breaking some Valentine’s Day rule by not posting gooey things about the love of my life. Here it is: I love him. He loves me. Not a secret. Moving on. What’s really on my mind is that The Boy and I have been exhausted lately. Not just tired or worn out. […]
This is What I Put Up With On a Near-Daily Basis
What is my cross to bear? A Boy who thinks he’s funny. I’m blue. He’s grey. At least it’s a pretty fun cross to bear.
Inside a Photo Shoot
Saturday evening, baby sister snapped a great photo of The Boy and I at our cousin’s wedding. I loved it so much that I posted it (to much acclaim, I must say) on Facebook. But I thought it best to be honest. This is what it actually took to get that great photo of The […]
Yeah – That Must Be It
The Boy went for a jog yesterday. After he came back in, he said: You’d never believe it! I jogged past an older couple and overheard the wife tell her husband: Look at him! He must be a boxer. I thought – me? A boxer? I’m not even featherweight. I’m just a feather actually.
Joy While Lingering
As I was helping The Boy get ready for work the other morning (one-handedness has its challenges), he noted: We may be in a new year but we’re still suffering the lingering effects of the old year. How true. He’s still one-handed. Distressingly, I’m still coughing and my lungs still ache despite a full round […]
A Different Kind of Christmas Miracle
Look at what a one-handed man and his wife can do (with a little help from a borrowed leaf vacuum)! 11 bags full o’leaves
The Boy’s Request
The Boy – whom I have loved intensely for nearly 15 years – has asked me to do something. So of course I’m going to do it. For the next few days, I’m mentally unplugging. No work-from-homing. No rush-rush-rushing. No just-one-more-thinging. Instead there will be intentionality, quality time and rest. Let’s hope at the end […]