Years ago Columbus Day meant wearing red and eating homemade Italian...or at least going somewhere good. Sometimes we went to the parade down in Jersey and everything. The last few years while I was home it meant a big meal of yummy favorites. This year was different. It helps me explain this sandwich generation thing once again though for those of you who have missed it. I spend my time describing the new thing that I have to do each day but don't forget that it is somewhere between the necessary and the to do list.
Last week was tricky with big school projects and more work related tasks. Today was some catch up. Lots of chores and tasks...laundry and cleaning...practicing instruments..etc. But it was also the holiday and I can't just let them go. No red was worn this year. In fact, I didn't even think of it. What we did was lots of what needed to be done both for our chore chart and our sanity.
We started out the day with breakfast at our favorite little diner with two of our favorite girls...Jenne and Greta. Afterwards, we did things like detail the interior of the car, sort laundry into five piles, start the wash, dishes and vacuuming. Emily had not one...but two instruments to catch up on. Fun days here make for more work there. Mixed in between the work there was snuggling to watch Ellen, paper airplanes with Pop and a little baseball in the yard but by 3pm I felt that urge to "do it all for everyone" kicking in. The sandwich that I talk of has many layers. To the park we went. Pop Pop can watch the kids play...the kids get sunshine and exercise...win, win, win. Somewhere before the dog park, more laundry and a moved piano lesson we needed dinner. Favorite pizza joint numero uno...was closed. (As was the other one...shhhh, don't tell numero uno we have a back up.) So out came the words, "Let's try the new Cici's!".
Salad, soup, pasta, pizza and desserts for cheap. Sure I might never need to go back and TUMS will be my friend for the night but sometimes we have to do what we have to do. It's the sandwich. The sandwich is simple some days like a pb&j but other days it is a complicated fancy shmancy sandwich that takes work. Somewhere in between the mayo, meat and cheese...I have to find a new thing to inspire me to keep going, a safe thing to recharge my soul and a happy thing to make me do it all over again tomorrow. And sometimes you just need to fill up on bad food that reminds you why you cook most nights! So just for today the ships were the Nina, the Pinta, the Santa Maria and the Cici!
it's got meat and cheeses. rest well, friend. sounds like a nice, full weekend. see you in the a.m. at MW HQ.
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