I confess to actually being just a teensy bit excited that today is Monday because I'm headed to a fancy ladies-who-lunch get together to celebrate a couple of birthdays. I'm taking the Muffin Man with me because he's highly entertaining, he looks cute in a button down shirt, and my lady friends enjoy hanging out with him. Fingers crossed he naps long enough for me to shower and put on some makeup this afternoon.
This was the last official weekend of summer before the Autumnal Equinox next Sunday, so we took advantage of the warm weather and spent quite a lot of time outside enjoying Noah's swimming pool. Sadly, we had to cancel our Friday night outing sans child because the Hubs injured his hand. The restaurant business is a dangerous one my friends, especially when someone mops the floor with olive oil (seriously) and one's beloved takes a tumble and lands on his hand. Thankfully, he didn't break anything, but it was bruised badly enough that Chris spent Friday evening with his hand submerged in our fancy monogrammed ice bucket. We had every intention of taking Noah to the kids service on Saturday morning, but his nap schedule interfered with our atonement plans, so I guess we'll have to repent twice as much next year. Shockingly, the only schedule babies seem to like to keep to is their own. Who knew?
In LA even the produce is famous |
Fall always makes me nostalgic for the East Coast and those beautiful autumn colors, but I suspect that the Hubs is happy he doesn't have to rake piles and piles of leaves and gear up for impending snow season.
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