Wine Date.

It's too late for coffee. I gave up soda. So, it's water, milk or wine at this hour and I'm choosing wine. Wine on Wednesdays.

Grab your glass of wine or whatever it is you drink after nine at night and have a seat.

It's warm enough to sit on my back porch. Heaven on earth. I've been waiting for warmer temperatures for forever. We'd probably have to grab a few towels  to sit on or extra chairs because all of my porch furniture is a nice shade of yellow. Pollen is gross and makes me sneeze. A lot. So, instead of pulling out all of that stuff, we might just curl up on the couch.

I'd start by asking about you and how you've been. I'd want to know what's been going on in your world. How's your family? Job? What have you been doing for you?

I would be so excited to tell you that this year we've sold the most Team MK shirts EVER. The final order was for 156 t-shirts. Oh.My.Goodness. I seriously get overwhelmed with emotion each time I look at the order form and think about all the beautiful people that will be wearing my girl's shirt. Wow.

I'd tell you how my heart and mind and body are aching for summer break. Two weeks ago was spring break and I L.O.V.E.D every single minute of it. It has me itching for summer. I long for days of nothing to do but hang out with my girl and my hubby. Travis will of course be working, but will have some time at home with us.

You might ask why I gave up sodas and I'd tell you that it all started when I was trying to decide what to give up for Lent. No, I'm not Catholic or Epispocal, but I like the idea of giving something up, so I do it. Last year it was Facebook. This year sodas. So far, I've stuck with it and continued even thought Lent is over. Along with giving up the fizzy drinks, which was very difficult, I've been exercising and trying to eat healthier. Some days I do great and some days I don't. 

We might talk about what happened in Boston and how it's so terrible. It's terrible and it's sad, but I refuse to live in fear. I refuse to stop going and doing because of things like Boston and Sandy Hook. Do I try to be more aware? Yes. Am I going to stop and live like a turtle in my shell? No. 

We might also talk about how busy we both are and how there just never seems to be enough hours in the day. I find myself rushing all day long, just trying to make it to the point at which I can sit down and catch my breath. But, just this week I've decided that I'm done with rushing. When I rush, I miss moments that I'm not going to get back. I'm trying to slow down and enjoy and savor. 

I'm sure our conversation would turn to children at some point. I'd tell you that MK has been quite a mixture of sweet and sassy lately. One minute she's all manners and sweetness and I could just eat her up and the next minute she's all sass and attitude and I just want to scream. She's also all about her daddy right now. Mommy can't do anything right or good enough. This of course comes in phases - for weeks she's all daddy, then for a few weeks she's all mommy. I guess I better just enjoy the "mommy weeks". 

Before long we'd have to wrap up our conversation because I'd probably be yawning in your face and my eyes would be so very heavy. But, no worries, we will get together again soon. Very soon.