Rainy Sundays

This morning we woke up to a few drizzles that turned into a storm to end all storms – thunder, lightning, rain galore! Tin slept in late and if I had had my druthers of what to do with a day like today, it would have been to sleep late, and then to resleep. It would have been great to start one of the many books by my bedside or even watch a movie from my collection that T gave me for my 50th (so far we’ve seen 3 of the 50).

T decided we should have a family outing – just us three – and so we headed to the aquarium where we encountered everyone else in this city with small children – only we forgot to bring Tin’s Ergobaby and he was suddenly looking like he needed a nap more than an aquarium visit and so we spent most of the time trying to get him to fall asleep on my shoulder with T’s jacket tied around my waist trying to take some of the weight off. It wasn’t working.

Then we decided to just bolt and get to the truck but alas it was pouring down rain and then I stepped in gum. At one point, I said to myself, “Self, this is a rainy day Sunday and it will pass.” We gave him a bottle and some crackers then we finally got back to the truck and decided to go for a drive instead, so we drove up and down the levee in the Bywater hoping Tin would fall asleep. We listened to WWOZ and the Gulf Aid musicians.

He wasn’t falling asleep so we stopped at Dizzy’s on Esplanade and I went in to see if they served beer and the woman said, “Yes, Root Beer.” Ha. We drove around some more and he fell asleep and so we stopped at the Country Club for a beer while he slept in the truck. We were on the porch watching him and then I had such a sugar low by this time, we ordered club sandwiches – just as they arrived, he woke up.

So we took the sandwiches to go, gobbled them in the truck, and drove home.

And I finally did go back to bed, but instead of a peaceful, rainy day resleep, I went from one tortured dream to another, waking up to low grade anxiety that had me almost curled up in a little ball. It’s a stressful time for me at work right now and there is stress in the house with T’s mom visiting for three months.

This too shall pass and right now we have to find our rainbows in the rain where we can. T also suggested a little sandbox play for the whole family and so we chilled on the back porch while Tin scooped all the sand from one part of the box to the water and in the end, we had smiles on our faces.

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3 Responses to “Rainy Sundays”

  1. Melanie Thigpen Says:

    Such a wonderful photograph!!

  2. Rachel Says:

    HEY YOU – been in a stress bubble but haven’t forgotten that we are supposed to get together for coffee – I’ve got two trips over the next two weeks. But want to get together after I return.

  3. Alice Says:

    I agree that’s a wonderful photograph.

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