a lazy saturday is passed at home ... jane doing paperwork, me lecturing the kids about being young adults, and how they need to pick up the slack, etc. (aka 'in one ear and out the other'). we have a mellow and relaxing breakfast - lattés, fresh fruit, baguette, fromages, confitures - and it's a gorgeous day to boot (although we never actually make it outside during daylight hours).
friends are calling with generous offers, and others stop by with touching gifts to make jane's life easier post-surgery ... things that i would never think of (a stylish cape and matching gloves; a fluffy robe with matching slippers and pj's; a comfy zip up sweatsuit). how amazing that our dear, close friends are both so kind and thoughtful, and can anticipate the aspects of this that we can not.
i send out my little email to keep everyone in the loop, and we are flooded with caring and sweet messages of support. although this is not jane's thing (it's mine of course, to be 'public') i know that jane is incredibly touched to have this extended family. we feel blessed to be rooted in this incredibly caring and loving community, and are lucky to be so engaged.
the kids hang out, jared is at wrestling practice for six (inexplicable) hours, finally emerging late afternoon with ilyssa and bob ... a round of clinking wine glasses at twilight, much needed, then we get the gang ready for evening. jane and i are uncharacteristically going out east for dinner, and are really in the mood for an evening out with close friends. we dine at kitchen a bistro, have a super yummy meal (thanks iris & hadas! you were SO right!), then return home, chauffeur driven (thanks j&r - your code name, for legal purposes ... haha).
back home, all are tired, kids have actually folded laundry (pinch me, i'm dreaming). thinking about sealing off the bathrooms and have everyone go across to starbucks for their sanitary needs (ultimately rejecting the idea, although may choose to implement it at a later date). we drift off knowing that café gitanes awaits bright and early with a dose of radio france internationale for the drive in...
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friends are calling with generous offers, and others stop by with touching gifts to make jane's life easier post-surgery ... things that i would never think of (a stylish cape and matching gloves; a fluffy robe with matching slippers and pj's; a comfy zip up sweatsuit). how amazing that our dear, close friends are both so kind and thoughtful, and can anticipate the aspects of this that we can not.
i send out my little email to keep everyone in the loop, and we are flooded with caring and sweet messages of support. although this is not jane's thing (it's mine of course, to be 'public') i know that jane is incredibly touched to have this extended family. we feel blessed to be rooted in this incredibly caring and loving community, and are lucky to be so engaged.
the kids hang out, jared is at wrestling practice for six (inexplicable) hours, finally emerging late afternoon with ilyssa and bob ... a round of clinking wine glasses at twilight, much needed, then we get the gang ready for evening. jane and i are uncharacteristically going out east for dinner, and are really in the mood for an evening out with close friends. we dine at kitchen a bistro, have a super yummy meal (thanks iris & hadas! you were SO right!), then return home, chauffeur driven (thanks j&r - your code name, for legal purposes ... haha).
back home, all are tired, kids have actually folded laundry (pinch me, i'm dreaming). thinking about sealing off the bathrooms and have everyone go across to starbucks for their sanitary needs (ultimately rejecting the idea, although may choose to implement it at a later date). we drift off knowing that café gitanes awaits bright and early with a dose of radio france internationale for the drive in...
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