I'm just going to babble cause that's the kind of mood that I'm in. Today is my Papa's 75th Birthday! This year is full of amazing mile-stones...starting with Daryl and my 1 year anniversary, my dad's 75th, my mom's 65th coming up, my 30th coming up... The family was trying to plan something extraordinary, but $$ and wars prevented us from doing a lot. Plans are postponed, not cancelled! We gave Stella back to Marci on Monday, and we were sad to see her go. Even Fletcher was looking for her on Monday night, but by Tuesday he was happy to have his bed back to himself! We liked having a kitty, and were considering very seriously the merits of getting one, but we've decided that at this point, we don't really need another pet. Fletcher was very happy to hear that! We spent the long weekend mostly at home, and on the water in the boat. My first attempt at wakeboarding cleaned out my colon, but the second shot I was up and jumping the wake! It was a great feeling, and for once I wasn't cold on the river! However, I can feel the effects of my age, as my muscles have taken their time to heal. I'm walking around the site like a cripple! We were worried about the motor on the boat, that it wouldn't be able to pull us out of the water...but it did just fine! Daryl was really happy about finally having a boat that we can go wakeboarding with...our very own boat! And we don't owe anything (except a life-time of thank-you's to my parents)!
We are heading to Vancouver this weekend to spend time with my mom & dad, and I hope Daryl doesn't mind the drive to hang with the "in-law's". I hope to see some friends while we are down at the coast, there just never seems to be enough time. We spend our childhood waiting and eager to grow up, wanting to be older, wanting days and weeks to fly by. At what point does that concept flip in our minds? When does it become so crucial to hang on to fleeting moments, to remember every sight, every smell, every experience. When do we discover our own mortality? Life flies by too fast...where has the time gone? Sounds so cliché...but it's true.