The True Vyne

Geez!  Where does the evening go?  Rushing by me into the plethora of big girl responsibilities.
Doing better this week loving the unlovely,
 because
I have been loved so well.
Valentine's Celebrating lasted days, not just one, and I was utterly lavished.

Saturday I acted like a grown up.  Had a quaint dinner with friends and went for drinks afterwards, just like in the movies.  We attended to the Library, a tiny bar at the Oliver Hotel in downtown Kville.  The drink menu displayed in an encyclopedia, and the cheery beverages were named for literary characters like The Mr. Darcy and The Artful Dodger.  I had my first Mojito(s), and I'm sure I'll have another or several others in the future.  The fanciful woman who named all the drinks and I had a hoot of a conversation about an art film director stuck on realistic characters whom I said she could find at the Broadway Kroger anytime, day or night.  As usual, the company of friends and my love were delightful. 

Tonight has been spent thinking, washing and scrubbing.  Peace come down rather suddenly with a serious infection on his hip which may even be mrsa.  This was discovered after a trip to the ER, lancing, and a double whammy of vancomycin. YIKES!  All clothing, bedding, towels in laundry and bathrooms disinfected tonight.  I don't know if he meant to leave it out for me, but I read a stunning piece of fiction Peace wrote for class.  That young man can write. 

My girl, Pooh Bear, continues to reel from her life with divorced parents.  I had my usual Thursday elementary school lunch in which the beginning was spent welled up in her tears.  She has needs we cannot find ways to meet, so I'm doing my best to encourage her through it all.

Wise One continues on a steady path of good.

I'm at my usual loss for words concerning Tater.  One minute, he's calling me names which raise the hairs on the back of my neck. The next, he is saying, "Hey, momma.  What's up?"  and laughing. 

Work has been a different and better ballgame with the event of a wonderful, steady, thoughtful new boss.  And with the inappropriate co-worker moved out to another department, I could not ask for more.  Except money.  More money.  And benefits.  Those are always welcome.

Looking forward to a weekend with my love and children.  Also have the privilege of sitting in on a friend's discernment committee for priesthood.