Grateful

 Today I give thanks for...

Twenty-five years of marriage to the love of my life.

Then.

Now.

We've been together longer than we were apart, and we are better together. Wednesday I came home from work to find a special bottle of wine and a cheese plate courtesy of my guy. He went to the fancy cheese store to buy some Pleasant Ridge Reserve. Later we drove north to a sweet little spot in a town on Lake Michigan and we had a lovely dinner just the three of us. We invited Miss Lil.

The braised pork stroganoff with homemade papparadelle and creme fraiche was the best thing I've eaten all year.

Today we are heading north again to WB for a little getaway. The weather is dreary so we won't be walking the dunes. Instead we'll take our time. The plan is to find a local spot to watch the Badger game. The first Badger game of the season.

Tomorrow Pete and Sue are joining us. I think we'll hit the Sheboygan farmer's market, grab some lunch at Il Ritrovo or Field to Fork, do a little shopping in Kohler and then head home to make dinner and play Wizard. Perfect for the pandemic. Twenty-five years ago we spent 10 days together in Mexico in celebration of our marriages earlier in the year.

Maskies.

Connections. It was heartwarming to get so many messages, calls and cards of congrats. A couple unexpected gifts too.

Quality time with my girl this past weekend. 

Tall pines. 

This watch cat.

Tigger came home. He decided to venture off the front porch one evening. We forgot he was outside for maybe hours. Usually he sits like a statue, but he had the cajones and the time to wander. He came tearing from down the block at full speed when we went out with flashlights. He's not been out alone since. The end.

Chinese take in.

Ted crushed his mid-terms, he landed a coveted job as a portfolio manager for The Capital Management Club and he has a final interview for a summer internship at USB today.

Lil's has all As. School at the dining room table sucks, but she's rocking it.

Pumpkin seeds. I stocked up on pumpkins for just this reason. A perfectly roasted seed is a seasonal delight.

Pot pie deliveries this week. One for Alan after Karen's surgery and another for Linda because it's her favorite.

With tri color carrots and carrots and potatoes.

I was able to watch the entire debate last night.

I'm almost through Dearly Beloved. Thank God!