Showing posts with label What Dreams are Made Out of. Show all posts
Showing posts with label What Dreams are Made Out of. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Remember that day?

The cold, snowy first monday of december?

Remember that day we woke up to the smell of oil on our clothes and blankets from those yummy sweet potato chips we made the night before?

Remember that day Dustyn went out and shoveled his mom's walks just to go out a few hours later to see it had quickly been replaced?

Remember that day I had to take a cold shower because I let Dustyn shower before me?

Remember that day I had bad frizzy, flat, nasty hair?

Remember that day when the snow plows forgot to come to work?

Remember that day we watched three cars struggle to just get over the overpass?

Remember that day we drove all over in 4-wheel drive trying to stay on the road?

Remember that day we remembered the camera but the battery was dead?

Remember that day we had to make a quick trip into Target to get a belt so my pants would stay up?

Remember that day we went to Cafe Rio and had way too much of that yummy food and then felt sluggish and sleepy?

Remember that day we chose the wrong place to sit to eat our yummy food, and that door was just way too close? (Brrrr!!!) And we prayed it would close quickly every time it opened?

Remember that day it was so cold, all day?

Remember that day we listened to Christmas tunes the entire day to distract us?

Remember that day we went to Target, Tai Pan and IKEA all in the same day?

Remember that day we ate Chocolate cake at IKEA?

Remember the day I planned this post in my head all day only to forget it?

Remember that day we tried to figure out why this all seemed so familiar?

Remember that day I sobbed as "Rin" hugged us and told us she would like us to be the parents of her baby boy?

Yah. That was a good day. A very good day.