Not the marriage, it’s fine. Not the kids, they’re fine. Vacation. Vacation is over. A week of sleeping late, eating 2 comfortable meals a day (brunch and early supper, then maybe popcorn at 8 while watching The Godfather). A week of knocking out several small and very satisfying projects…all over until this time next year.
Terry got alot done this week. Alot of sleeping, watching movies, catching up on much needed not-doing-much. He made a spice rack, added a shelf to the units in my studio, got up with a friend. I cooked tasty light meals including sour cream blueberry muffins…ok maybe the meals weren’t ALL light, but the muffins were tasty. We went to Atlanta for a day. We spent LOTS of time together, talking, laughing, paying CJ to disappear for a few days.
I guess it’s what they’re calling a “staycation” and we both like it that way.
The interesting thing was the meals…neither one of us was interested in Breakfast…you know, the meal you eat right after you get up because you’re hungry. We weren’t. So, we ate about 10am. One morning Terry made these amazing yellow grits with cheddar cheese and sundried tomatoes (that he soaked the night before) and crumbled smoked bacon…holy crow that was good. (those were good? that? those? Grits are plural, one does not eat a grit…so I guess it’s ‘those’.) Another morning it was delicious buckwheat pancakes with blueberries from Mom’s garden, and real genuine maple syrup. If you’ve never had them, buckwheat pancakes are FILLING. And DELICIOUS.
Then there was dinner. Because of the brunch, lunch wasn’t an issue, and we’d get hungry about 4:30 or 5, so dinner would be something grilled, maybe rolled up in a whole wheat wrap with fresh vegetation of a sort. One night we had friends over and I made chicken souvlaki- grilled marinated chicken (lemon juice, oregano, black pepper), homemade pita (which didn’t puff like it shoulda so we folded it like tacos. I think the yeast didn’t yeast), and tzaziki sauce (greek yogurt, sour cream, rice vinegar, fresh dill, and a shredded cucumber), and bowls of vegetables (red onion, kalamata olives, lettuce, fresh tomato, feta cheese)..ok yeah, quite good. I recommend it. It was fun for a meal with friends because it was messy and everyone could fix it how they wanted to.
Then we’d stay up until 10 or 11, watching movies, talking, just…*being* a married couple loving each other’s company. I wish…I really wish Terry could find a job where he wasn’t working 12-14 hours a day, 6 and 7 days a week. I want more of him for myself.