dear light (at the end of the tunnel), i’m coming for you. i can see you up ahead there and i will make it. this weekend i got out of bed and i cleaned my little heart out til i was sweating and it felt good to sweat from something other than fever or too many blankets. and i know i am still too sick to run or do much else, but i hung out with my yoga teacher friends for a few hours and pretended i was well and it felt good. and then i even made dinner and cleaned it all up myself and it has been a long time since i made dinner, or cleaned dishes, so that felt good too. i love the optimism that comes with the small taste of good health. health is funny like that – i notice that we can totally take it for granted until we don’t have it and then life is SHIT. so if you are reading this and you are healthy, do a little dance for yourself or go upside down or run around the block because WOOHOOO you are very lucky! sincerely, me.
This weekend we relied heavily on our friends to help us get ready to move house. Definitely the best part of the weekend was not sitting in traffic in the pouring rain trying to rush around to furniture stores, but rather the 2 hours spent watching these kiddos play and eat cake and celebrate the end of charlie’s third year.
Our weekend was lazy, ordinary and wonderful in its non-eventfulness. And now here are more pictures than you would probably care for, but i borrowed a camera from a friend and had a lot of fun.
friday night was family happy hour in the sun with friends, followed by fancy pizza and a late night bus ride home with my baby girl strapped to my chest.
saturday morning was early morning running, followed by cat feeding & plant watering and pancake eating on a friend’s balcony. we each read the new yorker and national geographic until we could barely stand the sun any longer then we made a poorly timed family visit to the zoo as all the animals seemed to be sleeping – except the snakes (mika’s favourite?!). yoga and work during nap-time, then a long walk to a BBQ in a gorgeous backyard with beautiful people.
sunday was for papa to sleep in. mika and i cuddled and danced and peed in the potty. when papa got up we walked through the farmer’s market nibbling on apricots and cherries. then i drank coconut tea and we headed home for naptime. another run and more yoga during naptime then guacamole making and showering before heading up the hill for our first taste of s’mores, toddler BFFs and new friends.
so much goodness.
adele arrived at the beginning of the week and we’ve pretty much eaten our way through all of our favourite places in Seattle. so this weekend was full of berries and mexican food and pancakes and chocolate and movies and markets and scrabble and parks and ‘i can’t believe that it’s been an entire week’ and ‘must.stop.eating’ sorts of statements.
also, mika had a bit of a stroller accident which explains her ‘moustache-like’ wound. (although i’ll admit it IS kind of hard to tell the wound from the chocolate/berries facemask combo).
next week is gonna feel a whole lot slower.