Where Has the Week Gone?

Tomorrow is, get this, FRIDAY. Cue a chorus of angels. To everyone I've spoken with today I've mused about how this has been such a quick week, hasn't it flown, yes, where has the week gone? After putting Nicky down to bed, though, I realized it hasn't exactly flown by. Even weeks like these, weeks that seem to "fly by" instead of drudge on (is drudge a word, or is it a verb?), have plenty of life in them.

Monday night I met with two of my oldest friends for a 4-hour dinner. We laughed till we cried numerous times, we nearly cried several others. We gasped a collective gasp when my husband called at 10:30 to see if I was okay. I don't have many times like those anymore, times when the time gets completely lost.

Tuesday. Mom for dinner. Nicky was in a great mood. We shared with Ya-Ya our new game -- Nicky begs to listen to Weezer, then shakes his tail feathers (like a wild man) to "Pork and Beans." Long game of "catch a nudie" before his bath.

Wednesday. Morning doctor's appointment with Nicky. Third day of this downpour we're experiencing. I got all Jack Nicholson on a lady in the Target parking lot when she laid on her horn because I had my passenger side door open trying to buckle my toddler into his car seat while trying, unsuccessfully, to balance my huge golf umbrella between my chin and my shoulder. No, I didn't hit her car with my umbrella (or, amazingly, even think of doing that until now), but I did approach her car and ask her to roll down her window so we could discuss our conflict. She mouthed "Sorry, my window's broken." and drove off. Probably better for both of us. I should preface this with the fact that I had just waited inside for a prescription for Nicky for over 30 min. I forgot all of that when I cracked open Let the Great World Spin by Collum McCann. I am very excited about this one. The first chapter was breathtaking.

Today. Thursday. It's still pouring here. Really pouring. So much so that my husband is off to Lowe's to buy a part that attached to your garage door to prevent your garage from flooding. Because our garage is flooding. He's also going to buy a big squeegee. Which sounds like a fun thing to have. Today we went on a lunch date for french food and stopped by my favorite furniture consignment shop and scored big time. We picked up an awesome bird cage, this wire organizer for the utility room that I've been coveting from Sundance magazine, and a new couch and chair set for the den for the price we had planned on paying for the one chair we needed. Chris is an incredible negotiator. He saved us hundreds. To pay him back I made Thai chicken and basil stir fry for dinner. I still got it in the kitchen (at times).

Tomorrow I hope to finagle a date night to go see The Social Network with my husband. Saturday we're apple picking in Charlottesville. Sunday Nicky has a play date with a new friend from school. So things are both ordinary and unordinary here, up and down and up again, but certainly never boring.