Lately, my entire life has become a countdown. As we draw closer to the end of Greg's year of school in Kansas City, I find myself caring less and less about anything else at all, and my entire being is leaning forward, waiting with bated breath, willing time to tick by just a little faster.... distracting myself with friends, movies, tv shows, children's playdates, parties -- but in the end, all I want is Greg: home with me, right now.
Here's some pics from the last time he was here for the weekend (Roller Derby + East Side King food truck with friends):
Our BFF's, Josh and Angela
We threw a big party with friends to smoke meat, drink beer, and make a huge batch of Poutine (gravy fries with cheese curds -- devilish and delicious):
Greg, Glenn, Josh
Drying the soaked potatoes on the tailgate of Glenn's truck before putting them in the deep fryer
In two days, we get to see Greg again!! And the countdown continues....
2 comments:
The great thing about countdowns is they keep going down! Nearly there now; I'm in awe of your stamina to keep your family held together through it all.
I am SO glad we are not the only ones who eat Poutine! We have it almost every Saturday night (bad for you, but SO tasty). My husband found it in Nova Scotia, and introduced me to it when we got married almost 9 years ago. It's the ultimate comfort food and we use fries, brown gravy and mozzarella cheese for ours. Hope the countdowns end soon - and you can breathe. :)
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