It's Me, Sara Louise

Well, that was a busy couple of weeks.

It was almost two weeks ago that Gregory left, and since he did, I’ve been a spinning top, whirling about here and there, trying to do this and that.

First off, Fifty got sick. Somehow he managed to get something stuck in his poor paw and it caused an abscess and the abscess got infected and the infection made him sick and his nose dry and him miserable. He’s been on antibiotics and is well on his way to being at 100% Fifty power again, so that’s good.

Then, last week my mother had a big birthday. The kind of birthday that can’t be ignored and demands something spectacular be done, so I decided to throw a party for her which I had been planning and pinning for weeks. And even though I was sure it would be fantastic, something more had to be done, I had to go bigger, and I did, with a surprise.

On Thursday night, while my mother sat sipping her birthday Margarita at her favorite Tex-Mex joint, and waiting for a couple of her close friends to join us, in walked her surprise… my brother, who hasn’t set foot on Texas soil for twelve years managed to sneak in and sit down in her seat while she was standing up greeting her friends. Unbeknown to her, I had flown my brother in from Dublin earlier that day and managed to pull off the surprise of the century. To say she was shocked is an understatement of epic proportions. (I’m expecting to collect my Daughter of the Year Award any moment now).

So my brother is here and that’s swell especially since he was able to be my sous chef on Saturday while I chopped and mixed in preparation for my mother’s party. (BTW… I made a batch of these nuts to scatter about, and they’re pretty much the most delicious things ever. You’re gonna want to make them post haste!)

The party was grand and everyone had a wonderful time and when it was all over on Saturday night, I crashed into bed exhausted and with the most pitiful, swollen pair of tootsies. (Of course I miss Gregory, but I’m missing his foot rubs something fierce.)

And what else, let’s see… oh yeah, work has been non-stop, like NON-STOP. You know how sometimes work just is work, and other times it’s like whoa, yeah, it’s been like whoa.

So yeah, it’s been a bit hectic around here, but it’s time to get back into the swing of things, so I’m making a pledge to myself that I will be back here at least once a week for a bit, and then twice, until I get back up to thrice. Baby steps people, baby steps.

There are still loads of tales to tell, stories that you’ve missed out on, gaps to fill. So don’t be surprised if you click into here one cold miserable day in February and find yourself transported to a hot summer day in Texas, or sipping Rosé under a perfectly blue Mediterranean sky, or it could just be me, telling you about now. Who knows. Lets just stay in touch and see what happens. I miss y’all.