In general, Friday was a very exhausting day (sleep regression is happening over here, housework and other projects are piling up) so after I bid my husband farewell, Peter and I spent the rest of the evening watching Emma (I made sure to tell him, periodically, "Remember: Don't be a Frank Churchill. Be like Mr. Knightley.") and playing before he finally drifted off to sleep. I also arranged my schedule for Saturday, so that we'd be able to dash away on epic adventures.
See, as an extrovert, I become energized by going places and meeting people. So, whenever my husband makes weekend plans out of town, knowing that I won't have another adult to interact with at home, I immediately try to find events and places I can travel to. That way, I can enjoy spending time with people, and discover new places and events to share with my husband later on.
Saturday, I jumped out of bed to greet the day and whisked Peter and myself off to morning Mass at our parish. Then, we journeyed to the Farmer's Market downtown. I was pretty excited to go explore, because I hadn't been to a Farmer's Market in years. I didn't even know that Oklahoma City had a year-round one until recently (and then, while at the market, I was told of another year-round Farmer's Market nearby!).
|This coffee truck was at the Farmer's Market. Once people|
bought their coffees, they would go inside to sit on the top level.
How cool is that??
|This kid was such a cheerful trooper as I whisked him to and fro for|
7 hours nonstop.
So, I rushed home (it was about 1 p.m. at the time), and quickly ate lunch, took care of Peter, and got directions for the polling place (which was about a 20 minute drive away). We then jumped back into the car and went out to the other side of the city. But, when we got to the polling place at 1:45 p.m., I looked at the line and my heart sank. The line (which was not single file) wound halfway around a massive parking lot, and I knew we'd be in line for a very, very long time...and I decided that I didn't want to attempt it alone. So, I guess I'll be waking up at the crack of dawn with my husband on Tuesday.
After a quick stop at Super Cao Nguyen for some chrysanthemums and tonkatsu sauce (since it was on the way home), we finally arrived home, and Peter excitedly took a big nap while I ate cookies, thought about what a great day it had been, and watched Urban Fruit while thinking about how much fun it would be to start a small container-garden sometime. But, since I kill every plant that I come into contact with, that may not work out to well. So in the meantime, perhaps I'll just try to make it out to more Farmer's Markets and support the local agricultural community while meeting awesome people.
Well, I am off to go soak up the last few minutes tranquility before Peter wakes up from his nap. I hope that you all have an amazing start to your week!