Random Notes from the Sandwich Life
1. My husband makes the best scrambled eggs in the world. I don't really like them made by anyone else. When my sister Judi was dying and didn't want to eat much anymore, one of the few things she loved was Ernie's scrambled eggs. If he wasn't home I would offer to make them but she would just shake her head and tell me "thanks, but I only want Ernie's." I had scrambled eggs for breakfast in case you couldn't tell.
2. Yesterday, after our traditional Friday Fries and Peanuts lunch, Ernie and I just drove for awhile. It felt so good. We took some pictures but then we noticed the skies toward Champaign looking threatening so we scurried home to be with our babies.
3. Later, when the rain hit Ernie ran upstairs to close windows. By the time I made my way into the kitchen our contractor/friend Todd was closing the windows already. Damn, I like having two husbands.
4. Oh, oh, oh.....speaking of Todd....he told me the most wonderful story. When his nephew was around 4 years old he had him come over and gave him grass seed to plant. He told him it was sucker seed and would grow suckers. So his nephew obediently planted the seed and carefully watered it. He came back on Easter and Todd had stuck suckers in the ground. He said his nephew's face was awestruck. Is that WONDERFUL? I love Todd, as does the rest of the family. Owen has somehow sucked him into some project to do with Ezio. Todd is a good man.
5. Yet another reason I love my husband: he's on a Johnny Thunders kick. When it's just us in the car he puts on Born to Lose and we drive down the road shouting "I said HIT IT." It makes one feel remarkably good.
6. So no Peter Case in Milwaukee tonight. I tried to figure out how to make it work but even with V'ron's kind offer to put us up it just didn't fit in with the weekend. Owen is home from his sleepover and reportedly didn't sleep until 4:15. Hmmmm. God knows he's exhausted. As it turns out Paul Collins was kicked off the tour for wretched behavior and so it wouldn't have been the reunion we'd hoped for. However, it would have meant all the more Plimsouls songs which would have been good. Sigh. It just wasn't in the cards. Next time Peter....next time.
7. No weekend plans....for awhile I thought about painting our bedroom but somehow I don't see that happening.... We need to do some garden planning....eh, we'll see. Tonight is family movie night. Last night, in the delicious silence that happens when Owen is out of the house, Leo and Ernie and I watched a movie together. We tried to watch some tornado movie on Netflix but it kept stopping so we tried a movie about lightning. Honest to God....I think this was the worst movie I've ever seen....Roadhouse notwithstanding.....