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January 09, 2006 | Category: Family, It's a Trip



Saturday was just about perfect.

After he got home from Karate, my waiter, Monsieur Bear, arrived at my bedside with his Spiderman clipboard and his Crayola Marker to take my breakfast order.

I sleepily requested eggs, scrambled. What I got was half a fruit rollup, and a fascinating array of snack foods including popcorn (CD was drafted to help there). And a glass of ice water in a flower vase.

Delicious, really.

But even that elegant sufficiency and the comfort of our sea of bedclothes and pillows weren't enough to keeps us inside for long. And off we ventured into the wild blue yonder of... downtown Oak Park.

We hit the diner for a second breakfast. While Bear flirted easily with the waitress (batting his baby blues and tossing them his famous crooked grin), CD and I dug into a meal that reminded us why we don't eat at diners much - oy, the grease.

Then we happily walked into the blustery wind of the umpteenth (rough approximation) of steely, windy weather. We ducked into the paint-a-plate place, something we'd never done before (although Happy Montessori has happily engaged Bear in ceramics before). Whiled away a warm hour engrossed in colors and textures as we fumbled our paintbrushes onto naked forms. Amateurish with bright colors and sloppy technique, we cheerfully forked over a king's ransom to have them all fired over the next week.

Bear, meanwhile, was done with his projects fairly quickly and had time left over as CD and I finished ours to make conversation with the staff, chat with some classmates who happened by, and carefully replace our paints to their rightful spots.

Afterwards, we strolled along, window shopping, until finally ducking into an ice cream shop with windblown hair and big eyes. In front of us, they blended the ice cream with candy bars or chocolate chips. The result was such a rich yummy dessert that neither Bear nor I could manage even half our small cups.

(CD manfully was able to demolish his.)

It was dust when we got home, but not too late for a long winter's nap.

I was struck by how nice the day had been. How we'd enjoyed each other's company had so much fun - laughing and creating and walking in the breezes.

Then today...

Wait.

No. I have decided to stop here. For the next 24 hours, there will only be good news. Agreed? Can we all get together on that one?

OK, then.

Thank you.


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Comments


Aaah, I feel better just reading about that kind of day....

Posted by: Lucinda on January 10, 2006 07:23 PM


Thanks for sharing your moment of happiness! It certainly made me smile.

Posted by: madrigalia on January 10, 2006 05:49 PM


Oh, how I love Oak Park! In my imagination, you and CD and Bear are out walking past one Wright house after another... but I do remember that there's more to the town than that.

I'm glad y'all had a good day, Elizabeth. May there be many more.

Posted by: Kimberly on January 10, 2006 05:23 PM


Sounds like a truly wonderful day. Keep it close in your memory so you can pull it up and refresh yourself as needed!

Posted by: Tammy on January 10, 2006 03:55 PM


sounds great! especially the good news thing :)

Posted by: caltechgirl on January 10, 2006 02:21 PM


We must be on the same wave length- trying to create calmness and serenity. I asked the Accountant if we could go do some painting of ceramics of our own this weekend. No running, screaming, craziness. Just calm, quiet, peaceful quality time. We are going Saturday morning. I'll let you know if I have the same close to perfect day. I like the idea of only good stuff for the next 24, we all need that from time to time. Hang in there Mommy your doing good, even if you cna't see it.

Posted by: The Diva on January 10, 2006 08:28 AM


Uh oh.

Hope it's going to be okay....

Posted by: Krisco on January 10, 2006 01:25 AM


Coldstone Creamery. *sigh* I had my first taste of such decadence just prior to being diagnosed as gestationally diabetic.

Those damnable ice cream cones haunt my dreams.

LOL!!

And file this in the FWIW Bin: post what you want, when you want, IF you want. Your blog, honey. Your rules. xoxo

Posted by: Margi on January 9, 2006 11:15 PM