My hubby, maybe only recently, knew how much it meant for me to go to Lee's. Not the food, so much as what it represented.
Unfortunately, it took my Valentine journal entry to 'get it' and now, here we were and it was the proverbial 'too little, too late'.
Needless to say, since it did appear the closing was fairly recent, and I had been pestering hubby to go there for a long time, including all of 2003 and 2004 when my blood was being drawn 2 buildings away from it, hubby was quietly contrite.
On the otherhand, I was somewhat undone emotionally and cried a bit while we drove in silence.
We went to dinner at a new place a few friends had raved about and it was okay, not great.
I must say that hubby showed amazing restraint in just being quiet and letting it be until I had pulled myself together and was ready to go on with the night. That was a relief. I really didn't want to hear he was sorry or anything for a while. I needed to mourn the loss of the opportunity, if you can relate to that.
Many of the 'old hangouts' so to speak, from our dating days are gone. The restaurant of our first date. Re-done and renamed about 10 times since then. The restaurant of our second date, which was the night I came home and told my mom "I am going to marry him", is redone and renamed also.
Even the restaurant where he asked me to marry him burnt down and was rebuilt as another restaurant. We have never been.
So, it was tough for me, but I did let it go and we had a nice dinner and the rest of the night was nice, too.
We went to a craft store and my hubby very patiently helped me get supplies for a new craft that I have wanted to try for a long time and just never learned enough about. Earlier in the week, I bought a magazine on making bead jewelry, and was ready to give it a try.
I was glad to have hubby there with me as I bought my first set of beads and pliers and what-not, he was a big help.
I am excited about trying the beading and hopeful that it will not be too hard, but that it will provide my hands some good exercise, which is important with the Rheumatoid Arthritis.
So, that was my Friday. On Saturday, my sweet angel of a nephew turned 3 years old and we went to my best friend/sister's house to celebrate! It was a really nice visit and my heart actually breaks afterward because I miss her so very much!
K and family also recently adopted 2 kittens who are brothers and were absolutely adorable! My nephew loves to try to boss his new little siblings around like he does with Libby, our Lab! He is learning the hard way that kitties don't listen like dogs! lol
Today was a quiet day. I helped Fuzzy with his monthly school report on Canada. This month he had to write about two landmarks and he chose the Canadian Rockies and Niagara Falls.
Tomorrow everyone is home and off work, except my poor dad. He works at a local hospital and this is not one of the holidays they take for the regular staff. Poor dad. :-(
Fuzzy has a two-hour baseball pitching class at a local baseball training school that hubby is taking him to in the morning.
Baseball season is just around the corner!!! Oh boy, oh boy!!!