Rain, Rain, Go Away

After taking Kevin to school in another downpour, the house was a-buzz with workers: blind installer, painters, billiard table installer, and the decorator consulting with Steve about more choices. She generally has exquisite taste, but I was shocked today with the bedspread she had ordered, with Steve's approval, for Kevin's room. It has three shades of blue, as well as brown, but none of the blues match or even coordinate with the blue walls!!! What was she thinking??? Steve is not sure which came first -- the bedspread or the paint. He thinks the paint. Dumb! You choose your room accessories, then select the paint that is a perfect match.

With all these people here, someone had to be at the house, and it had to be Steve. So he wanted me to go back to the apartment to cart back all the remaining odds and ends. He didn't remember what was left behind, but I did. I told him I would pack up the little things (filled two boxes), and carry only the light things down the stairs and through the rain. He could carry the heavy things later. He has until Friday to have everything out.

The garage is filled with things Steve doesn't want -- all Karin's choices and favorite things. The new house is bereft of Karin. Cathi and Greg are eager to have some furniture pieces or paintings that are reminiscent of Karin. I took photos for them to decide what they would like before Steve disposes of everything.

He went out with a friend, so I had my car to myself and went shopping for flowers. I even bought Karin's Chirstmas/winter wreath at great prices. I hope Steve doesn't mind storing it.

Steve took us on another discombobulated adventure. We drove to the airport for Steve to rent a car. How long has he lived here? The airport is a half hour away. It was rush hour, but he also missed a turn and we went way out of way. It took one and a half hours to reach the airport! Meanwhile, Kevin began complaining that his lunch was too sparse and he was starving. I had suggested that we go to Caribou for hot chocolate and a cookie right after school, but he was not hungry. Now he was ravishingly hungry! Nothing would appease him. Daddy decided that we should leave the airport and drive directly to Chick-Fil-A. My idea was to buy him a snack, go home to feed the dogs and let them out, then go to dinner. Daddy decided to desert us at dinner, so I followed through with my plan. We stopped at a bakery for a pain au chocolat. He loved it! :) His Mommy would be pleased.

Once we arrived at Chick-Fil-A, the parking lot was jammed. We drove around two times before finding a spot. Once inside, the place was crammed! No place to sit, "and the noise, oh the noise, oh the noise, noise, noise." (ala Dr. Seuss) We ordered our food to go. Initially Kevin was upset to not stay and play on their playground, but he was very grateful to walk outside to a peaceful world, as I was too!

I am not sure that I have seen two dogs enjoy each other so much! They only stop playing to rest. If only their wild play didn't scratch the hardwood, they would be totally adorable!!!







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He was supposed to help me arrange the flowers, but, by then, he was engrossed in a movie.