I’m a whiner. Anybody who knows me, knows this to be true. But I really prefer to keep my whining verbal, rather than fix it in written word, so it is only sometimes that it spills out here. In any case, things have been kind of rough for us here for a while, for me personally and for the family. I’ve been in a funk, lost my mojo, and been a mofo. I could blame approaching forty, economic downturn, feeling like I’ve not accomplished what I’ve wanted to, stress, overworked, underpaid, blah blah blah. It’s just not that interesting. I’m sure we all have funks, no?
So here’s the scoop: I just had a really nice dinner made possible by the following:
- My new super duper outdoor kitchen grill. It’s an early Father’s day gift, a super awesome backyard propane grilling monster with rotisserie, external gas burner and 36,000 btus of gas grilling power. Hear me roar. I like to cook, and this makes me feel useful.
- Squash and churrasco cooked and grilled to perfection eaten on our patio that we tiled ourselves. It was a beautiful clear night. The wine was delicious, the lights added a cozy ambiance, and the dinner conversation with the niños was sparkling. Javier smacked my shoulder every time he had something to say. He’s boricua through and through, and it tickles his mommy so.
- Olaia’s iPod, loaded with my music because she knows I like it. Such a sweet little girl. Midway through dinner we jammed to the Digital Underground’s, Humpty Dance. It was a riot.
It just doesn’t get any better than eating under the stars, laughing with your children, cracking each other up, and jamming to the Humpty Dance.