Stinky looking more than a little jaundiced and blowing kisses into the air.
Shit! but my life has a way of going from 240 to 20 mph in less than a week. After how heinous last weekend was, it's kind of nice to put on the breaks a little. Hell, it's even more fun to drive through life like an old man and pull-out right in front of people, only to creep along at 20 mph, stalling traffic for about a block behind me. Wait. What the hell was I talking about?
This week I've been blessed with the gift of time. It has been precious, indeed. The problem for me, has been remembering what to do with it. Today Stinky went to United Action for Youth until 9 and Coadster was at an away soccer game until 9:30. Without thinking, I began to carry on in my spazzy little, "I better get things done quickly way" and headed for the store. The weather was perfect, and almost every house with a porch, had someone sitting, drinking beer and smoking cigarettes on it. It is one of the things I really love about Iowa City in the Spring and Summer.
Driving up Dewey Street, I saw a couple I know with their adorable little 10 month old baby girl. It occurred to me that I really wasn't in any hurry, so I stopped to chat and tell them how beautiful their daughter was. Turns out, they already knew.
Since I was quite literally in the neighborhood, I dropped by to visit with my friend K. too. We walked her dogs and checked out the garden together. It was so nice not to have to rush off anywhere or worry about being late to pick-up the girls. Now that I've got the hang of it, I'm trying to think of who I can go bug tomorrow night.