At Peace

Today was just what my little, socialization-deprived, already-pining-for-the-summer soul needed.

It's Second Saturday today, since we have a long weekend, and I got to sleep as late as I wanted to. (Which, because I'm obnoxiously morning-oriented was around 9am, but still, that's a luxury for me.) Then umbran went out to get bagels and made breakfast while I went into the yard to revel in sunshine and pick garden veggies - 2 eggplant, half a dozen or so tomatoes, another half-dozen cucumbers, and at least a pound of green beans and wax beans.

After breakfast (multi-seed bagels and eggs) I made cinnamon-swirl cupcakes with cinnamon buttercream, and managed to work out while the last batch were baking and cooling. My lung capacity still isn't back to 100%, but it's better enough that I can at least make it through a standard workout. Then I showered, dressed up in a pretty sundress, decided that it was okay to not bother making a cucumber salad to bring along as well, and set out for Labor Day parties.

We wound up at a couple of parties, and at both I was hugged and welcomed and told I had been missed. The cupcakes were enthusiastically devoured. I held a baby, I had my cards read, I played around with some pretty novelty yarn I picked up a few months ago and made myself a scarf. I sat in front of a fire and made smores and curled up with my head on my husband's shoulder and listened to conversations about binary star systems and folk festivals and troll hearts. And I was reminded that there are people in the world who will welcome me back, no matter how long I've been absent.

I know I'll forget this again, but I'm not going to let that frustrate me right now. I'm just going to hold onto it for as long as I can....