It has kind of been a chaotic week.
With my grandpa barely holding on, my brother came with my oldest and youngest niblings to say their goodbyes. Though I wish it were under better circumstances, it was good to see them, even if only for a few days, because I don't know if I would have seen them otherwise this summer. I took my nephew Preston clothes shopping. They arrived on Monday and left Thursday.
When Grandpa is awake, he can still make jokes and insightful comments. He asked my niblings what they thought about having a one-eyed grandpa. (He had one eye removed on Halloween, but he always keeps the other eye closed, so he might as well have no eyes.) He asked about whether they prefer Utah or California, and my mom asked him if he would buy them a helicopter so they could more easily travel. He said, "Yes, from the toy store."
Family stuff has been my priority this week, and I have had to spend some time on other things as well. I had signed up to review Powerade Sour for The Impulsive Buy, so I wrote that review Thursday evening. It will probably go up sometime this week.
Thursday was one of those days where I was impressed with myself for getting so much done, because I also went on my one run for the week, six miles. I like to get one of these pictures every May. This field smells amazing at this time of year, with all its Palmer's penstemon.
And it was also the night I prepared this spring vegetable mixture, which I put in tortillas as a wrap. It's only potatoes, peas, asparagus, and mint leaves from our yard, but it's greater than the sum of its parts.
On Friday I went to Bountiful's food trucks, and I spotted this Lift+Love sticker in the wild. I bought my mom the pin version at the Gather conference last September.
I also had assignments for Wayfare magazine, so I spent some time on the rainy Saturday doing that.
Memorial Day weekend is when I kick off the patriotic/Fourth of July season, so I got all the red, white, and blue décor up. I count ice cream broadly as a Fourth of July food, so I tried out a new ice cream place in North Salt Lake, and I was astonished by its poor organization. You literally have to lean over a freezer to pay.
Reggie loves to sploot his enormous body on my bed, and it's the best.
I know it doesn't sound like a chaotic week if I'm telling you all these silly things. But these silly things were the respite I had from more serious things.
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