Let's just get to it...
1.I am thankful Turken's fever is gone. Finally. When he got home from school on Monday, he had a low-grade fever. Through Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday, it fluctuated between low-grade and high. He didn't have any other symptoms of illness except a decrease in appetite. He was still eating and drinking, just not as much as usual. Finally, on Friday, the first day of the kids' spring break, the fever was gone.
2. I'm thankful he's only in 2nd grade. It's not that big a deal if he misses three days of school.
3. I am thankful that Star is doing much, MUCH better. The toothache from last week's TToT ended up being a dying nerve in the tooth he cracked in half during a rousing game of tag at school 4 years ago. He had the root canal on Friday. It wasn't straightforward, since between the dentist appointment on Monday and the root canal on Friday, an infection had set in. His face was swollen and they had to cut his gums to get rid of the swelling. Friday and Saturday weren't much fun for him, but the penicillin is working and he's starting to eat things besides pudding and apple sauce.
4. I am thankful for modern dentistry and pharmaceuticals. The poor kid would have been in a world of hurt without them.
5. I am thankful for lots of great college options relatively close to home. Buttercup and I went to the University of Cincinnati's open house on Friday. It is only 2 hours away, has a fabulous architecture program, and is 15 minutes from the school Phoenix is thinking of attending. In my perfect world...
6. I am thankful we made it out of the parking garage without major incident. Let's just say we couldn't find any surface parking, so the garages were our only option. The highest clearance we could find was 6'9". We now know my van is at least 6'10". When we crept into the garage, the back of the van hit the bar hanging down. Nothing we could do, though, but go forward. We were cocky when we parked in a spot very close to the enterance. "See, they don't mean that the cement beams are 6'9" off the ground!
Plenty of room. At least 3 inches!
After the open house, we headed back to the van. As we are slowly making our way to the exit, and the antennae scrapes a beam, Buttercup suggests, "Um, Mom, I think the beams are getting lower."
Yes, yes they were.
For the next 3 beams, Buttercup stood outside the van while I drove inch by inch underneath them, just to make sure I was going to make it. We were both sweating bullets, frantic about what we would do if I couldn't. My only thought was, "Well, I guess I can always let air out of the tires to gain an inch or two."
It took us about 5 minutes, which seemed like 5 weeks, but we didn't have to let air out and we didn't get stuck. Although at one point, under the lowest beam, the gap was so small Buttercup couldn't even fit her hand between the van and the beam.
Note to self: If Buttercup does end up at this school, never, ever bring the big van.
7. I am thankful we got to spend a few hours and a meal with my mom. Buttercup had a soccer game in Evansville, IN (southwest area of the state) on Saturday morning, so instead of driving home after the open house, we went to Louisville and spent the night with my mom, since it is almost exactly halfway between Cincinnati and Evansville.
8. I am thankful for awesome, local restaurants. The three of us went out to dinner. Thanks to the 6 hour open house and the hour+ drive, we hadn't eaten for 8 hours, so we gorged ourselves on some delicious, out-of-the-box options. For example, we had an appetizer called Thanksgiving fritter. Turkey, green beans, and stuffing rolled up and fried, then served on dollops of mashed potatoes. They were the bomb. If you ever find yourself in or on the northeast side of Louisville, One Nineteen West Main in Lagrange, KY is someplace you should definitely try. (The link has a photo of the fritters we ate.)
9. I am thankful we made it home safely. The wind on Saturday we blowing a consistent 40mph, with gusts up to 60. And we were driving home in a gigantic van with a huge surface area catching it all.
Buttercup was trying to get her 50 hours of drive time in, and since the freeway we were on has little to no traffic, I let her drive.
Well, until it got worse...
When we pulled off and switched drivers, I could feel the dirt hitting my face. We could hear it hitting the windshield.
I had never seen such a forceful wind on such a pretty day.
10. I am thankful no one was hurt when the wind ripped off our outdoor chandelier, which normally hangs 20 feet above the porch. While we were driving, Bryan called to let us know to be careful when we got home. The porch is covered with glass, and he's not going to attempt to clean it up until the wind dies down.
Well, that was a long thankful post. Could have been broken up into multiple posts, but with the way things are going around here, I'd probably never get to writing them. Thanks for hanging in until the end.
I'm off to take photos of a baptism and two First Communions. It's going to be a great day.
Have a lovely day!
A Fly on our (Chicken Coop) Wall, Amycake and the Dude, Considerings, Finding Ninee, Getting Literal, I Want Backsies, The Meaning of Me, Thankful Me, Uncharted, The Wakefield Doctrine