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THINKING ABOUT: In case you were interested, our latest potty training effort was a bust. Max is currently avoiding underwear like the plague and says "No, thank you!" whenever I encourage him to go sit on his toilet. Sigh. If anything came out of our last attempt, it's that Max has added the word "accident" to his vocabulary. To some of you, this might sound like a good thing; however, he uses it as an excuse even when he does things on purpose. It's the worst! I try explaining the difference between doing something on purpose and doing something on accident, but I'd have better luck getting through to Beesly at this point. Argh, this life is never dull.
FEELING: Today is my dad's birthday. Well, if you asked him, he'd probably tell you he took the day off from work in observance of Bill Murray's birthday, but today is HIS special day too! Ha Ha! Over the years September has become especially meaningful to me because some of my favorite guys were born within days of each another. It won't be long until we're celebrating the sweetest godson a girl could ask for and then dear Max will turn three. This sort of perfect timing is far from a coincidence!
THANKFUL FOR: Last Saturday morning was rough. Flyboy and I were walking on eggshells with one another and it felt like neither of us had the right thing to say about searching and potentially purchasing a home in Delaware. Our ability to communicate was off. I guess the stress of it all was getting to us—which we've learned over the past nine years can also mean we're growing as a couple as we push outside our comfort zone—but the uncertainty of change is never a rational reason to turn on one another. We're Team Fine, dammit! Going into last weekend, we had a rough idea of how the weeks leading up to FB's departure for training might go, so the idea of visiting Dover for permissive leave seemed impossible. With his work deadlines and our lengthy to-do lists, I personally ruled it out, but FB got the notion to see what tickets would run in the event he got his project done at work and could request that last week off. Would you believe me if I told you he was able to get THREE tickets for $700?? It honestly felt like a gift from God telling us to go and check out the area. While I was initially hesitant to jump on board (it's going to be nutty around here for a bit), there was no way I could say no. Once we hit the purchase button, everything felt lighter and the most stressful thing we had to worry about was where we'd order pizza later and what toppings we'd choose. Ha Ha! You guys, I can't even begin to express what a blessing this trip will be. Once again I'm reminded that it's best to plan NOT to plan when you're in PCS mode. Things will work out.
LISTENING TO: Yesterday on our morning walk, I somehow managed to get through an ENTIRE podcast without Max going ape. Is it time to buy a lottery ticket? Anywho, as he rode his bike on the sidewalk and stopped frequently to play with his backhoe, I obsessively nodded along to the sweet sound of Glennon Doyle in her latest interview with Jen Hatmaker. It's SOOOOOO good, I guarantee you'll open up the notes app on your phone (as I did!) or grab a pad of paper to jot down a quote or two.
WATCHING: By the time this post goes live, we should know who won Big Brother. Let's discuss in the comments, shall we?! Also, Flyboy and I started watching Game of Thrones this past weekend and I still don't know what to think. He's wanted to watch the series for years, so I'm on the fence whether it's up my alley or not. If I opt out, he has no qualms about binge-watching without me when he's in Oklahoma. Ha Ha! In the event I punch out by Saturday (there's a good chance!), you can guarantee Jerry Before Seinfeld on Netflix will be our top priority. My goodness, our social calendar is really starting to fill up and fast! Whatever will we do?
READING: Max gave a copy of Frank Viva's Along A Long Road to Flyboy for his birthday. I figured it would be something they might both enjoy reading together as the main character sets out on an eventful bicycle ride that ventures into town, by the sea, and through the country with a rhythmic prose and the most charming vintage-looking illustrations to boot. Quite frankly, watching the two of them read it together on Tuesday evening might have been more of a gift for me, but they don't need to know that. Shh!
LOVING: The trip to Delaware in early October is fantastic for gobs of reasons (namely the area recon part), but I'd be lying if I said I wasn't REALLY excited to wear sweaters for an entire week and NOT sweat while doing so. Woo hoo! I'm especially elated to whip out this striped number. The grosgrain trim and big nautical buttons make this Breton hard to beat.