It is 9:40pm and I am sitting down to relax for the first time since I awakened at 6am this morning. I've sat down here or there today, but only for 5 minutes at the most at any one time. Why this still continues to surprise me, I have no clue. But it does.
Boys2 and I spent the morning at the park with a friend who moved away almost four years ago now and happened to be passing through town on her way from San Diego up to Seattle. We had a lovely time. The boys were charming, as usual and it was great to catch up in person. The last time I had seen her was when Max was just a couple months old. Though we had a great time, eventually the building heat forced us back home again.
It was HOT in the city of Portland today. The last I checked the temperature while the sun was still beating down upon us, it was 96. We are forecast to hit 93 tomorrow and Saturday, as well. It's official: summer has come to the Pacific Northwest, my friends.
I actually had a lovely day all the way around, despite the oppressive heat. I made hummus this afternoon because Rowan is eating it like it is going out of style and buying it premade is such a ridiculously expensive thing to do. Making it is probably the simplest thing you could "cook" and why I have been buying it for the last couple months, I really have no idea. Chalk it up to extreme laziness and a horribly busy schedule.
I also got the makings for baba ghanooj and instead of roasting the egglplant, I grilled it along with our dinner once the sun left the back of the house for the day. I am trying to decide if I have the energy to make it before I head to bed tonight.
I grilled my first vegetables of the season picked from my own garden this evening, which always leaves me feeling extremely satisfied that I've grown something and then nourished myself with it. Tonight we had grilled chicken breasts, summer squash and wild rice with fresh rosemary, sea salt, garlic and a drizzle of olive oil. The squash was something called a portofino squash. It looks like an heirloom zucchini and was amazingly delicious. I've never grown them before, but I will be from here on out. They are fabulous and I am so excited that I have an entire summer of them to look forward to. I just have to make sure to not let them get away from me. I have a tendency to forget to check daily and then I find I have a squash the size of a baseball bat growing out there and I am not exaggerating.
Things grow in the PNW like you would not believe.
Maximus was a fussy monkey this afternoon, to the point of making me worry continuously about him. He has this spot at the very top of his incision that looks very much like a pimple ready to pop and he was freaking out whenever I would try to touch it or the area. I called about it and they told me to just watch it, that it is probably one of the sutures.
I hope so. Things are going so well, I am afraid I am sometimes waiting for the other shoe to drop. I don't like to be this way and so I keep shoving those feelings to the side and trying to focus on everything positive.
Stay positive. Stay positive. Stay positive.
Repeat as necessary.
