A couple of weeks ago, Mary Lawton and I took Sweet LJ out to dinner to congratulate him on his new job and to celebrate his successful run as an entrepreneur.
I was worried how she might behave in a decent restaurant, because it's so hit or miss with her. She was perfect. She even ate some calamari.
Then when we got home, she was just really, really cute.
Congratulations, Sweet LJ. We know you'll do great.Two Thursdays ago after dining out, Sweet LJ and I took advantage of Decatur's Terrific Thursdays, because really, there's nothing more fun than going in cool shops and drinking free wine out of small plastic cups (if you're not pregnant!) LJ picked out this darling outfit for our girl, and we bought a nice Christmas surprise for our niece Georgia at Hoopla. I like how the outfit is subtly Gamecocky.
We rode bikes to the Decatur Book Festival on Sunday, and it was bor.ing. Most of the tents weren't open yet (maybe there's a blue law about book festival opening hours), and those that were seemed to be selling one vanity press title each. [yawn] Now that I'm actually looking at the schedule, I see we got there too early.
We had a fun Labor Day weekend of football, eating, running, cycling, and yard work. Oh, and we went to see Tropic Thunder, which I didn't think was the funniest movie ever, like Andrew told me it was. But it was funny. Perhaps the most thrilling part of the weekend was Chick-fil-a's free chicken strips giveaway on Monday. I love you, Truett Cathy!
Today we visited some friends to meet their new baby, Ian. Ian is now six weeks old and tiny--very, very tiny--but I never thought to ask how much he weighs, just marveled at how newborn he looked. Sweet LJ was scared to hold him, I think because he was so little. Ian is very cute and sweet, and he pooped while I held him. (This happens to me a lot. I must give off a bowel-relaxing vibe to babies.) We're very happy for Ian's family. What a wonderful new addition.
Sweet and LJ and I rode bikes to Ian's house, and then we rode to lunch. I kept reminding myself that I'd have to ride home and not to eat too much, but I still ate a little too much. I guess it was about 14 miles in all. These days Sweet LJ rides very slowly with me so I can breathe. My days of kicking his ass on all the hills are over (for now).
