Quote for Posterity

Text from Trevor tonight, after I forwarded him a Grandma Linn boating update:

Grandma saying wtf is somehow more innocent sounding that the infamously cutified "fuckles"

Best.family.ever!

A Couple of Birthday Weekends

Robert and I went to Richmond on Saturday and visited Holly.

 

My birthday was on a Monday, so I took the day off work.

 

 Teddy and Moe relaxing

Trevor was so sweet, checking to make sure he kept me as busy as I wanted to be, playing Yahtzee and Mario Cart with me, watching tv, etc. Robert, Trevor, and I went miniature golfing, and it was a travesty that they both beat me (ha!). Sweet Trevor told me that he considered throwing the game so that I would at least place second. I didn't need a pity win (at least I say that now).

 

We went to the fancy ice cream store down in Roanoke, got double scoops, and sat on the covered patio overlooking the river. 

 

 

For dinner, we had the always-amazing Sam's Club steaks and baked potatoes, and I completed a killer puzzle that Trevor had bought me over Fourth of July. It was the longest I've ever worked on a puzzle, but I knew if I broke it down right, I'd be able to do it. Victory!  

 

 

Trevor's birthday was the following Sunday. I celebrated the slightly cooling weather by finally walking the dog when everyone else was asleep. It's been months since we've had her out, it's been really hot, including a record-breaking July with all 31 days 90 degrees or warmer.

 

We went to Mellow Mushroom. It's only the second time we've eaten out since restaurants opened back up a few months ago (because the state still requires masking while walking to/from a table, and they are open only to partial capacity). (And for the record, I did not wear a mask.) It's not a surprise that the first restaurant we went to was also Mellow Mushroom, back on the first weekend restaurants were opened! 

Trevor has been so nice and willing to take pictures whenever I ask. We have dozens where I have an awful face and he looks great. No exceptions today!

 

 

We also celebrated with eclair cake at home and presents.

 

And sweet Teddy, who adores Trevor and happily snoozes on him when Teddy isn't chasing Moe or playing with his toys.

We've been waiting for good weather, not burning hot, not after tons of rain, and a day without thunderstorms threatening. On Tuesday, Trevor and I finally went tubing on the James River. So relaxing, as always, and no crowds.

We came home to change before heading off to Barnes & Noble; a great afternoon.

An Almost Normal Weekend

I left work a bit early Friday; Robert and I grocery shopped on Saturday morning. We went back out later to get alcohol, gas, and make a Goodwill dropoff.

Jim and Peg came for dinner. (Peggy's quote: "It's so nice to be able to give someone a hug!") After the last giant dinner we had, someone mentioned that all we needed were appetizers--so we made a complete dinner out of just appetizers: Very Veggy Guacamole (such an awul name!), tortilla roll up, Jalapeno Popper Dip, and little ham and cheese Hawaiian sandwiches. And margaritas and beer. It was perfect, small group with just the four of us, and after eating, we sat on the deck until well after dark.

Lounging on the couch this morning, I heard a noise and felt a rumble. I looked at Kota, thinking maybe she'd bumped against the wall while laying down, but she was already just laying there. A few minutes later, I began seeing FB posts that we'd had an earthquake, a 5.1 centered 90 miles away in Sparta, NC. Robert had felt it too, while he was still in bed, going back and forth. This is the second one we've felt here.

Robert and I watched church from the couch.

I worked quite a bit on my playing cards puzzle, definitely a challenging one.

Trevor and I found old Survivor seasons that he'd missed through Amazon Prime, so we've been watching through those.

He and I played Yahtzee. Years ago, Holly memorialized the lowest score ever by writing on the box lid. Each game Trevor and I play, we know our score isn't *that* bad when we beat that low score. Until today, when I scored even less. Worth noting here!

A mostly slow weekend, but for once, I didn't mind. It seemed pretty normal, in a halfway decent kind of way.

I probably should have noted that this is the 13th anniversary of our move from Colorado to Virginia. We moved this week. Crazy how time flies; I seem to say that all the time.