Tuesday, June 9, 2009

We're home.

We're home, and it's 11 a.m. and Patrick is still sleeping.

Last night and the night before we both had strange dreams (mine on Sunday: my [deceased] grandma was advising me to plant purple flowers in the yard of a house that was our house in the dream but is not our house in real life. Is this a "you should have a baby" dream, or what?), and Patrick didn't get very much sleep the night before, so him still sleeping is fine. "Him still sleeping" sounds vaguely cave-woman.

Today my plans involve, now that I'm awake too:
  • perhaps popcorn for breakfast
  • uploading all our pictures
  • a pedicure
  • lunch or dinner at Souplantation (depending on when Patrick wakes up)
  • practicing
  • reading
  • laundry
  • possibly scoping out a new bike.
But sssh, don't tell Sleeping Beauty (a.k.a. Patrick) about that last one.

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