Nothing much has changed since last week.
More waiting. More small projects (ie. operation goodbye crack tub). More reading and enjoying the sunshine.
And I’m looking for a tutor to learn Spanish. It’s on the bucket list and needs to be checked off before we go to South America again. That probably won’t happen for at least 3 years or so, and so I figure that’s enough time to get a hold on a language;)
And also this:
Anthony had his performance the other night for his theater camp. He loves acting, and he’s pretty good at it. And for the first time he was into getting a bit of a costume together. I was all over it. Even though it only consisted of turning a tie into a bow tie and buying a button down shirt and making it into short sleeves (he was a candy man – not in this picture though. here he was a gingerbread man. it’s all very confusing) you bet it was one helluva bow and spectacular sewing job on those skinny sleeves. Loved it.
Afterwards, Gord and I went for a late night ice cream run (it looks like the middle of the day, but this is about 9:30 pm). I have heard about Village Ice Cream and I will be a repeat offender. Salted Caramel, uh yeah. Toasted Coconut – yes please.
And today was zucchini madness. I haven’t baked in a while and who cares that it’s 25 degrees out? I certainly did not. Now that the kitchen is 97 degrees, I do actually care a little….
And the time has come to deal with the crack tub. I’ve bought enough chemicals to kill a small preschool and I’m hoping I don’t burn off my skin in the process.
Off to find something to make for dinner that doesn’t require me being in the kitchen…maybe we’ll just gnaw on lettuce!