It's still raining today. I did my devotional, and decided to go run in the rain. I made it to the end of the block when I realized I was being followed. Lancelot and Sir Galahad, my saviors from my falling-off-the-cliff experience, were behind me. They caught up and suggested we run together. I told them I was going home to run on my treadmill--too slick for me this morning. They laughed at me, and escorted me home. I actually DID my treadmill run, while listening to Mo-Tab, and a BYU-Idaho devotional. I'm not sure WHY I chose that particular entertainment, but there it is.
The kids got up while I ran and messed around. I told them to get ready for church, and got into the shower. We left for church early so that DJ could prepare the sacrament. Tabitha is developing allergies. When she doesn't drink enough water, she REEKS. I think her tonsils are draining overtime. Mid-way through Sacrament Meeting, I took her home. I gave her some of Darrin's Claritin and made her drink "a gallon (her words)" of water. Then I armed her with mints and gum, and we went back to church to finish our meetings.
We got home to find Darrin fixing dinner--that's always nice!! We all pitched in and made a nice meal, sat and chatted while we ate. Then we cleaned up and played some games. I put in a movie, "Gentlemen Prefer Blondes," a Monroe/Russell favorite of mine (for obvious reasons)--I think it's okay to admire dead actresses. Then I promptly fell asleep.
I woke up around 8:00. Darrin had called a family meeting. The kids are going to New York to spend time with his family, while we go to Las Vegas next week. He was indoctrinating them as to the customs they would need to endure ("You have to let them kiss you on both cheeks." "You have to help cook and clean up." "Whatever happens, Nana is in charge."). His family is SO European. I got kissed more in one day with them, than in my whole life with my family. The kids are VERY excited to get to go visit alone. They went to bed early to get acclimated to the two-hour time difference before they arrive.
I told Darrin I needed to write in my blog. He said he wished I'd talk to him instead. I'm not ready yet. I promised I would talk tomorrow. He left me writing and went to bed. I joined him an hour later.