As I was getting ready for work last Friday morning, my phone buzzed with a text. It was an automated message that said, "You're received a Dunkin' Donuts E-Gift from Matt."
Well that DD gift card made me happier than a bouquet of roses. Evidently I appeared so frazzled on Thursday night that Matt thought I might need an extra boost of caffeine to finish out the week.
The coffee came in handy on Saturday morning, because I babysat my friend's two kids for a few hours. Her son is three, and her daughter is nine months. When I got to their house, she said, "You probably won't need them, but I wrote down some directions for you just in case."
These were the directions.
Things sure have changed since a few years ago when she left me these incredibly detailed instructions for one child.
After my babysitting gig, I headed over to Primark, my new retail heaven. I got a pair of jeans, two sweaters, a blouse, and a pair of black wedge booties for $48.00.
Matt's uncle was in town from Bermuda, so we met him for dinner in the city on Saturday night.
I wore my new black wedge booties for the occasion, and learned that they aren't necessarily built for walking a few city blocks in the rain. Also, that wedge was misleading. It looked pretty low but they were so high that I was almost taller than Matt.
My booties and I successfully made it back to the car after a delicious dinner. Halfway through the drive home, I asked Matt if he could roll his window up a bit because I was chilly.
"Oh man," he said. "I really like to drive with the window down," he said. "It makes me feel like a cop. Protect and serve."
Fortunately it started to rain shortly thereafter and Officer Matt rolled the window up because there's nothing worse than a soggy patrol car.
It continued to rain all day Sunday and even half of the day today. But by dinnertime, the sky looked like this.
And the forecast for the rest of the week is lots of pretty weather.
And lots of coffee.