the size 4T Spidey undies are orbiting the perimeter of our dryer right now, comingling with Conan's jeans, the buttons of which i can hear pinging against the metal sides of the dryer basin. it's quiet right now, but 3 hours ago our house was filled with the outrageous giggles of a toddler boy who just discovered his father hiding in the far reaches of a too-small closet. when it was his turn to hide, the aforementioned tot could not surpress his laughter, which made him particularly easy to sniff out.
maybe Saturday nights are for bottles of Syrah under Christmas lights on the back patio of a dining establishment for some, or for sweat drops glistening on your skin as the bass sends you undulating. but for me, Saturday nights like this are pure bliss.
Posted by equilibrium-girl at January 15, 2005 11:18 PMAh, I'm so glad your comments are back up - the only email I had for you was at your old job.
Our saturday night was cauliflower gratin, playing a board game, doing laundry, and cleaning the kitchen. Not very exciting but so nice, and I agree with you on that last part - I would not give it up for the world.
Posted by: jeanne at January 16, 2005 11:22 AMI am starting to know the pleasure of a giggling boy and a quiet night in. I will have a lifetime to savor syrah, but the baby giggles are too short lived to miss. sigh.
Posted by: emmalola at January 16, 2005 04:19 PM