Funyuns and suntans.

I passed by a small group of strangers and overheard a woman say, "Hey, that's the girl that lost the little guy and planted the garden for him."  Another woman chimed in, "Oh yeah!  I read her blog!" How strange to know that people I've never met have read my most personal thoughts and feelings, but pretty darn cool, too.  And as far as my thoughts on Jakobi go, I still miss him every single moment of every single day.  The garden is growing in leaps and bounds, though unfortunately that also means the weeds and I have had exactly no time to work on it lately.  I'm hoping that in the next week, I can get out there and pull weeds and take an updated photo.  Kenny found a garden decoration of a cow that jumps over a moon when the wind blows, but it seemed way too sad for me; a nursery rhyme I will never get to recite to my son, so instead I opted for the moon that rises over the sun.  Seems more fitting anyway.  

Work is wonderful.  I have had a most spectacular week.  I'd like to give you a snapshot from my mind.  I wish I could carry a camera with me at all times to show you some of the things that I get to see, but I suppose a mail carrier snapping photos of random people might cause quite an uproar with the post office, so you'll have to settle for my detailed description instead.  Here goes.  Yesterday morning, I was glumly walking through the rain and carrying my soggy stack of mail.  I looked toward the street and saw the most amazing sight.  An elderly man was riding his bike right down the middle of the street (don't worry, it's not a busy street at all).  He had his right arm extended and his face toward the sky, eyes closed, just taking in the rain with a huge smile on his face.  I can only speculate on what might have been going through his mind and I'll leave that part to your own imagination.  After taking in a deep breath, he opened his eyes, looked directly at me and said, "It's a BEAUTIFUL morning!"  And suddenly, it was.  It's awe-inspiring when a single person can, in one moment, make you step back and take in the 'little things' in life.  There is so much to be thankful for.  

In our home life, our house is a mess and our children are happy, so all is well.  Kenny has started buying the groceries (another duty I am glad to be relieved of), which means that we have enough Funyuns and Lucky Charms to last a lifetime.  He continues to "cook" (grill) nearly every day and he has discovered the joy of having a pool pass, which can be readily seen at any given moment by the tan lines he is quickly accumulating.  If you know Kenny at all, you know how big this is.  Typical Kenny can blind you with his ghost-white legs.  You'd almost not even recognize him now.  So far, every time he's brought the kids to the pool, he's said, "One hour, MAYBE two."  And then five or six hours later, they finally return home completely exhausted.  

Off to another wonderful day of work I go!  (Seriously, no sarcasm, I still love my job so far...).  Here's wishing everybody happiness and, well, more happiness.