Clearly, I am out of my mind to still be awake. But it's the top of the 8th and we're only down by 2 runs. Last week I went to bed in the 7th inning, when they were down 1-7, only to wake up and hear on the news that they won!
Dinner was good. I forgot that M is doing gluten free/no wheat so at the last minute needed to come up with something else to serve. I ended up doing cheese pizza for the kids, the mushroom onion pizzas for me and V, and portabella mushrooms stuffed with amatriciana sauce and cheese for all the grown-ups. I've never made them before so it was a relief that they were a big hit.
More importantly than the menu was my visit with J and A. J came in his new duds--jeans (almost, but not quite, hanging off his a*s), an argyle sweater vest, corduroy blazer, dress shoes (high polish calf lace up shoes that I would have worn 12 years ago when they actually were popular for girls too). Almost a tongue-in-cheek preppy look. A, now in middle school, had a new 'do, a little shorter than her typical bob, and new bangs. I think the best part was that it didn't feel like a tension convention. Maybe because I hosted on my turf, maybe because M&V are working things out...M and I didn't have a chance to talk privately, so I don't know, but I did put out a suggestion for a lunch date for us to catch up.
Hope your get together tonight was good, too. Maybe we can talk tomorrow night. The Patriots play (and W is serving my chili at his tailgate), so I'm sure I'll be up late again.
Love you, Barb
PS Sox just lost...
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