Memorial Day. Does one say Happy Memorial Day? It sounds wrong, on a day meant for reflection and honoring those who’ve passed before us. Today I’ll think about my Grandma and Grandpa Meyer (that’s my grandma, holding baby me), who meant the world to me. I miss them very, very much. And Andrew Cohen, John’s dear friend. And John’s beloved Nanny. And the babies I lost in two miscarriages. None of their graves are near us, to visit or put flowers upon. But I’ll look at pictures, and tell stories (which is easy for me, since I do these things all the time anyhow), and think about them all and how much I miss them.
Today we’re staying home, just John, Nathan, A, and me, which is how we spent the day yesterday, too. We don’t get that many days of the four of us here together, so it’s been nice. I absolutely crashed last night, sleeping soundly well before 10 p.m. John and Nathan hung out together watching basketball and Bruce Springsteen and Neil Young concert DVDs (that’s what they love to do together). I don’t even know what time they came to bed! It’s blistering hot again, and very humid, so we’re absolutely swimming all day. Burgers (again, for me, but that’s OK, I can eat a burger two days in a row…), and leftover grilled chicken and pasta with pesto. Strawberries. Hmmm…perhaps I’ll make a little shortcake to go with them. That sounds lovely. Summer food. Hot, humid day food. Family food. Just how it’s supposed to be.
Oh. Boy. Well, none of those pretty plans panned out, ha. Nathan had a burger, but he’s the only one. I didn’t get very far in burger cooking as John and I had the argument of the century. Big. Loud. Inside. Ouside. Yuck. Sigh. So it goes, in blended families. Often good, sometimes, highly stressful and not so great at all, in fact, downright crappy. I turned the burger into meat sauce for dinner tonight – the anti-barbecue, as it were. I was suddenly WAY over the burger idea. Well, hopefully you had a better Memorial Day, better barbecue, and better family interactions! It couldn’t have been a better day, weather-wise. And we did put in some lovely time in the pool – turns out the pool is a good way to cool down in more ways than one. Hmmm…something to ponder… Well, they can’t all be good days. Shiiiiit.
Oh yes, definitely memorable! As I said, shiiiiiit. Thanks for the kind words! You're the best - love, S
So sorry you're Memorial Day turned out to be memorable in that sort of way, my dear! :-( I hope tomorrow is a better one!!! Remember I love you!