Saturday Nightness

Nothing major, but a little good, a little bad.

Bill was quite excited about the possibility of going to church tomorrow--me tagging along this time--but as of tonight, he isn't sure he can. He is having an odd bleeding situation and a few other things, the telling of which make neither for comedy nor appetite, so I'll just say he isn't perfect tonight, after a few good days. So not sure about church, unfortunately.

Some good news, though! He seized this beautiful day here (it was windy, sunny, cool, with low humidity all day). He fiddled with Sarah's bike for her (he loves fiddling with bikes), he hit a PERFECT pitching wedge in the backyard (his words; I don't know what "PERFECT pitching wedge" means), he played with the puppies, threw Baby Jack's new toy for him (a gorilla as big as Baby Jack that sings "Hunka Hunka Burnin Love" when you squeeze its hand)(which you do about three times before you throw the happily singing gorilla over a cliff--or wish you could), and...you won't believe this: he WALKED ALL THE WAY AROUND BASS LAKE ONE TIME!

Giddyup, cowboy!

During that walk, at sunset, we saw mallards and their tiny babies following them in the clear water, big geese and their babies, with the sunlight making their baby heads glow like fuzzy yellow halos as they swam west beside us. We saw beavers and dams, and a woodchuck, two newborn calves and their parents, and all kinds of dogs being walked. (As I'm typing this, the wind is ROARING outside our lil cabin!)

Oh, and he ate his supper! He had beef stroganoff--big on the noodles, small on the meat--and for dessert, I made him and Sarah home-made zucchini cake. Never tried doing that before. Man, do you realize there are THREE whole zucchinis in one of those things? That has to be kinda good for you, in a not-good-for-you way.

(Just now, Sarah walked in and she was calling us by saying, "Parents?" which made me laugh. "Parents?" Anyhow, she just showed us her brand new music video of herself singing one of her songs, and it's going to be on Fuse.TV. That was kind of a bonus to a great day.)

So yeah. Kind of a wish-I-could-send-some-helium-balloons-skyward-carrying-little-notes-that-said-Thanks, God-for-these-great-days-even-with-the-glitches.

Love,

The Wranglin' Bronco Drennans