JoyBoy and I spent the weekend - all the gray, rainy dampness of it - in Seattle. It was a drink of water to the non-maternal bits of my soul. Sometimes I forget those bits exist, and it was so nice to languish in bed watching the Food Network (I LOVE the Food Network! It - single-handedly - is almost enough to make me reintroduce TV into our lives after an almost 18 year hiatus!) as I waited for JoyBoy to return with my morning Americano with cream. I spent a small fortune on clothes, which being myself, I felt quite sick about. I comfort myself in the knowledge that I only do this go-hard-or-go-home shopping thing about once a year. We walked the action-filled city streets endlessly and just thoroughly, thoroughly enjoyed ourselves. We read and we ate and then we read again. It was a balm to our chapped old souls.
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