Happy Monday, everyone!
That sounds awfully bubbly even in my own mind. I promise, I’m not that perky. I’m never that perky.
Last week someone in my building was using speaker phone to repeatedly call this number that went to voice mail with this chipper, ‘Hi! This is Rachael! I’m not available right now so leave a message and I’ll call you back!!’ that played each time he called. At one point I hear a guy in another office say, ‘Crystal! I don’t think Rachael’s available. You can stop calling her now.’
‘I’m not calling her. She’s too young to be my friend. She’s probably in college or around that age.”
‘Now how do you know that?’
‘She’s way too excited about life to be my age, Joe.’
Like I said, I’m not that perky. So anyway, my weekend!
Friday night my little brother, James, who I talk about a little here came up to stay with me. This is the first time he’s done this spend-the-night thing since his stroke (or before, really) so it was kind of a big deal that he stayed at all. It went really well!
Since this stroke and all is fairly new and he’s still learning this new version of his life, I pay a lot of attention to him, what he says, and what he does. That probably has a lot to do with the fact that we’re just now getting to know each other as well. But I’ve noticed that he seems to have a certain level of embarrassment or possibly shame about his current physical condition. Like he doesn’t want to meet any of my friends, or go anywhere he might see any of his old friends. He doesn’t like busy restaurants. In stores he likes to push the cart/buggy so he can rest his arm on the handle and “people can’t tell he’s handicapped”.
The way I look at my brother I see the amazing story he has to tell. What he’s survived, how it’s changed/saved his life. To me he’s kind of like a walking miracle, an answer to prayer. So I guess it surprises me when I see things that make me realize he doesn’t think that way. Yet. It’s something I’m going to work on.
I’ve had it in my head for a few weeks now that I would be a grilling queen if I only had a grill so when a planned beach trip fell through, I decided to take a portion of that money saved and invest in my tiara-ed future.
Ok so it’s not all that impressive in size… This is my first charcoal grill and it’ll fit about 4 – 6 items on the grill at a time. Since it’s normally just me I thought this would be plenty big for my needs. Only $70 at Academy Sports!
James instructed me when you first buy a grill you need to “burn it out” which basically means burn an $8 bag of charcoal with no cooked food to show for it at the end. Which also means I had to go to the store Saturday to buy another $8 bag of charcoal so we could cook an actual meal.
For those of you inspired by these impressive grill pics to invest in your own charcoal dream, buy two bags of charcoal, save one trip to the store. You’re welcome.
Second bag purchased, I ended up going grill crazy with the meal. So we had grilled pork chops, with grilled corn on the cob, and a side of grilled veggies from a foil pack I put together. The only part of our meal that wasn’t grilled was the sweet tea and trust me, if I could’ve I would’ve.
In sadder news, on Saturday night/Sunday morning my Kindle froze so I couldn’t turn a page in the book I was reading or go to the home screen. At some point in the night it started a reboot from which it never returned. *sad face*
Fortunately I have a co-worker whose daughter has never really used her Kindle Touch (that tends to happen when you turn around and buy them an iPad…) and so I’m hoping to buy that one from him this week.
RIP My 1st Kindle.
Hope you all had an excellent weekend too!