TulipGirl

Today was one of those days that I got a break from my normal responsibilities and indulged in summery routines. I reread To Kill a Mockingbird. Kristen mentioned it the other day. But it moved me in a different way than it did with previous readings. I’m still processing it, so no commentary yet.

I took R9 to an appointment and with a positive report, it looks like he’ll only need occasional check-ups for now. As is our ritual, we stopped for coffee on the way to the appointment–we each had an iced latte. I stocked up at our bread store and Frank told me the store was closing next month. That makes me sad. Even though the store isn’t in my neighborhood, Frank is part of my “community.” He’s a retiree who works there part time. He said Whole Foods has offered him a position, I mentioned Starbucks has good benefits for part-timers. He wasn’t sure he could put up with the sort of customers who tend to frequent those shops, compared with the bread outlet where he currently works. (But, he likes me. . . and I go to both.)

We stopped at the produce market to stock up on fruits and veggies. It seems like we go through food a lot quicker these days. The boys are growing so fast–J11 is almost as tall as I am. This must be what people were referring to when I announced each pregnancy and they incredulously responded, “How can you afford to feed all those kids?!” I have a black thumb and doubt we’ll ever have a garden. But the fresh cucumber and tomato salad we’re having with dinner tastes summery and gardeny and good.

Hubby just started another load of laundry. Towels. Somehow the bulk of our towels ended up on the lanai, wet from boys swimming in the pool. We need to do a load before anyone can take a shower. But daily swims in the pool are part of summer, and even without being part of any sports teams my boys are athletic and active.

It’s starting to thunder and lightening. I love Florida summer evening storms.