It was wonderfully warm early in the week, and Trevor perfected iced coffee. Can't wait to be drinking this during the summer! He must have taken this photo with some cool effects (Lomo?), and it turned out better than anything I snapped.
On Monday, Trevor, Robert and I went to the community college to get information on its "mechatronics" program. We met with the director and coordinator for an hour. It looked like a fantastic program, but none of the credits in the two year program transfer to state schools, so we've ruled it out. The director was very kind with his words, complimenting Trevor on the questions he asked, and telling us that we were the most prepared and informed parents he'd met with in the several years the program has existed. That made me happy--I've been so blessed by many friends who have always been quick to share advice and experiences!
Chipotle for lunch. Robert talked on the phone in the parking lot, and despite his request for a veggie burrito, I ordered him steak. Have to laugh at my complete absent mindedness.
I went to lunch Tuesday with a long time friend. Vicky and I usually catch up during soccer season, but none of her kids are playing this time. There are some people I just love, and she's one of them. I was glad for the opportunity to share with her ways that she and her husband have really impacted us over the years. We barely knew them when Holly went to Peru, but Brett was one of the leaders, and that was good enough for us to send her along. His words gave me peace the entire time she was gone: "The safest place for your daughter is in the center of God's will." That made all of the difference for me, took away all of my fears, let me sleep at night. There have been several other things, typically small comments that they never knew would speak so loudly and stick with me. As anti-social as I am, I had a wonderful time at lunch, stayed until the last possible minute, and look forward to doing it again . . . maybe next season. ;)
The guys had soccer practice on Tuesday evening. Judy held a learn-to-knit class at the coffee shop a mile and a half down the road. I went but not to knit but to enjoy the company; a few women from church, including long time friend Peggy, and some new people. And the coffee was good too.
Trevor reffed a couple of games, and a couple of others were rained out.
He and I continue to watch through seasons of Top Chef. Holly and I are flying through Friends, almost to the end, and I'll be ready for something a bit more dramatic and intense again.
I cut Trev's hair and did a pretty darned good job. I've come along way since nicking his ear when he was three, and after paying other people to do it for a couple of years, we've known that I can't do it worse. Yet, at least. It's worked out so well--he finds a picture or describes what he wants, I do it, and he cleans up the bathroom when we're done. LOL. And it's fast and free too.
Gathered up food for Holly's last two weeks of school. She asked for crockpot tacos, and when I came home work to shred the meat, I found that I'd left the absorbent pad/packaging under the meat. AGAIN. UGHHHHHHHH. How in the world do I do this? Soooo stupid sometimes. :(
Friday night soccer games. Had a conversation with another mom whose son has been accepted into the mechatronics program but won't be participating, as their concerns are identical to ours. Nice to have that confirmation, both that the program looks so good but just is not for us.
Saturday up to NOVA. Trevor was going to come but changed his mind. He just hates all of that car time, and I don't blame him one bit. It was rainy and drizzly when I left but cleared shortly. Holly and I unloaded the food and packed a bunch of stuff into the car. The great move out begins!
lettuce, watermelon, cantaloupe, strawberries, all ready to go
We went back to H Mart, the giant Asian grocery store to grab a few things. Love that place! Fantastic produce, great prices throughout the store. We'll miss that over the summer, I know. Q-Doba for lunch. In another brainless move, I realized I'd left her pastrami, cheese, and package of deli buffalo chicken at home. (It was not a good week for me.) Instead of the little mini-Walmart, we went to another with a deli--and it may be our new Walmart of choice. Stopped for Peruvian chicken for her to take home for dinner, and she treated me to Starbucks before I left.
Church on Sunday morning, picked up Kurt on the way home, and the boys hung out with pizza, those previously forgotten buffalo wings, and watched Real Madrid win at soccer.
And that was the week.
