Last weekend Mark had a severe allergic reaction to something in the falafel from an art show on the boardwalk (possibly cashews or walnuts of some sort?). We rushed to Walgreen’s where he pounded a bottle of children’s Benadryl and pulled over every few minutes on the way home so he could puke. He’s had food allergies for his whole life and knows how to deal with them now, so the ER was thankfully not part of the agenda. The Benadryl knocked him out, though, so when we got home we both took a two hour nap (I was merely supporting his napping needs), then I declared that the family room must be painted RIGHT THIS MINUTE. We’d already tested a few colors and knew what we wanted, so after dropping a Benjamin at Sherwin Williams the painting commenced. We finished up right before the Dave Matthews concert on Sunday night and we’re thrilled with the results. We hung a gallery wall and I’ve got one more frame to fill so I’m looking through an old hard drive in search of photos. I came across a folder of photos of my dear Grandma, my “G Unit” as we called her, and found this one of her and Grandpa taking off on their honeymoon. Look at her shoes, her little bag and gloves, that coat and corsage! And Grandpa’s slick hairdo! If I recall, Mark and I were not so attired for our flight to Delhi. This post is a quite roundabout, disjointed way of saying that times were so simple and lovely then. Life wasn’t perfect but it appeared to be happy. Just a little reminder to myself to fill my own life with those simple, happy memories too. That’s all. Happy Wednesday! (Halfway there, yahoo!)
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Last weekend Mark had a severe allergic reaction to something in the falafel from an art show on the boardwalk (possibly cashews or walnuts of some sort?). We rushed to Walgreen’s where he pounded a bottle of children’s Benadryl and pulled over every few minutes on the way home so he could puke. He’s had food allergies for his whole life and knows how to deal with them now, so the ER was thankfully not part of the agenda.

The Benadryl knocked him out, though, so when we got home we both took a two hour nap (I was merely supporting his napping needs), then I declared that the family room must be painted RIGHT THIS MINUTE.

We’d already tested a few colors and knew what we wanted, so after dropping a Benjamin at Sherwin Williams the painting commenced. We finished up right before the Dave Matthews concert on Sunday night and we’re thrilled with the results.

We hung a gallery wall and I’ve got one more frame to fill so I’m looking through an old hard drive in search of photos. I came across a folder of photos of my dear Grandma, my “G Unit” as we called her, and found this one of her and Grandpa taking off on their honeymoon.

Look at her shoes, her little bag and gloves, that coat and corsage! And Grandpa’s slick hairdo! If I recall, Mark and I were not so attired for our flight to Delhi.

This post is a quite roundabout, disjointed way of saying that times were so simple and lovely then. Life wasn’t perfect but it appeared to be happy. Just a little reminder to myself to fill my own life with those simple, happy memories too.

That’s all. Happy Wednesday! (Halfway there, yahoo!)

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