Best friend (one of two) and I went to a street festival in our town today, and Boxer dog had to come along, of course. Boxer dog's first outing when H and I got him was this very street festival, and he's been every year since. Boxer dog cannot stand to break traditions.
Summary of today's events:
*Found two lovely pieces of concrete yard art, one of which is a turtle (as a tribute to real turtle who lives in my house) *Shared funnel cake with best friend *Boxer dog received multiple compliments on his great beauty; was photographed at least twice by strangers *Saw several colleagues and chatted with them *Sunburned my part (AGAIN) *Drank a fresh lemonade (only a small part was spilled on my foot when Boxer dog jerked and considered bolting from great fright of local pizza company's giant mascot in full costume) *Purchased exquisite poppy art for dining room walls *Had arm nearly jerked out of socket when Boxer dog bucked wildly at the sight of a dolly/hand truck being used to transport boxes *Apologized profusely to parents of toddler twins when Boxer dog attempted to back up and sit his rear end in the stroller with the children *Left street festival with best friend and ate outdoors at excellent Mexican restaurant *Despite great anxiety, didn't run into H at street festival *Drove best friend home and came home to relax. Boxer dog likely will sleep until tomorrow morning
Best friend is having a hard time with her two young daughters (separation/mother-out-of-sight issues), so it was a good day for the two of us to be together. We agreed that we had a great time together but that it still didn't make our pain completely go away. I don't expect it to go away quickly, but I wonder when I won't have these thoughts and feelings looming all the time.
Hope everyone else enjoyed their weekends and GA great L!
