2 day pass

this weekend started mid-week when the kids went from camp grandma to camp grandpa.

coach and i did something we almost never do...

we went out 2 nights in a row.

we wandered, walked, shopped, chatted, ate out, imbibed and saw a movie.

in keeping with the spirit of the olympics...

pot stickers got a 7, malbec a 10, beer garten (on which malbec was oddly enough enjoyed) a 10, moonrise kingdom a disappointing 3, and the company...well that was off the charts.

saturday we pulled together a rather impromptu party in honor of someone quite extraordinarily special who will be turning 8 this week.

just as guests arrived the skies about bursted and plans for croquet and bocce were dashed in lieu of wii bowling and golf and a honest to goodness family ping pong tourney.

the championship match was fought out between t. bone and uncle b. bone.

uncle b. bone prevailed, albeit just barely.

t. bone was on the www first thing sunday morning searching any way to get an edge for new paddles.

he wants his own and was dreaming of a particular one that had a 3 figure price tag!

please note i said dreaming.

miss bit declared it her best birthday party ever and that was before presents.

and cake - heath bar as requested by the birthday diva.

she wished for good sleep and that everyone in attendance could be together forever.

i didn't ask.

didn't have to.

sunday we had the gift of a long lazy day on our clear calendar for the first time in 7.

then the phone rang and t. bone had a tee time with his aunt and uncle.

then the phone rang again and miss bit and i accepted an invitation to spend the gorgeous day (and night) at the fair with friends.

coach quickly made plans to fish with his brother.

when we caught up long after dark, the consensus was that we were all content and also ready to crash.

yet here i am still wide awake wanting to capture and catalog all of the perfect moments.

my body is weary and rest deprived, but my heart is full, awake, and alive.

i know morning is going to come too soon...before i'm ready, but sleep and rest are overrated.

i'd much rather be living the moments than dreaming of them.