Yes, as of today my parents have been married for 33 years, and around the country people threw “tea party” protests. Okay, so the two aren’t related at all. I talked to my dad and he said they were probably just going to go out to Clarksville Station to eat tonight. Exciting stuff. Then again, I can’t say anything because Amanda and I will be at five years in a couple weeks and we’re no more exciting than that.
As for the protests, they were loosely organized and mainly aimed at all the government bailout money that doesn’t seem to be doing much good.
Work continued to be busy today, although it was all pretty much just support busy as opposed to sales busy. That’s okay, I’ve had several good months and there’s plenty of work going on right now anyway.
Karen stuck around until Amanda got home this evening. Once again she was up in the nursery all day painting and drawing, and once again she’s doing an awesome job. There’s still so much to do though. She went ahead and drew in a good amount of stuff so Amanda and I can work on the painting ourselves.
“But wait,” I hear you say. “Zach, aren’t you a good artist as well? Why don’t you do some of the drawing yourself?”
I’ve thought about that, and there are a few reasons I haven’t. First off, while I’m pretty good at drawing what I see (I did learn mainly by looking at comic books, afterall), I’m not well-versed in the Dr. Seuss style. Plus, having two artists with different styles (even if they’re both imitating another style) might keep it all from fitting together. Finally, I think Karen likes doing it, and I will like being able to tell Milly and any other kids we have in this house that their grandma drew it all for them.
I went surfing after work. Michael and Lars had gone out earlier, but Lars had to pick the wife up from work and he was gone by the time I got there. (I made horrible time, by the way- traffic was awful.) Michael was there, but he was tired from his previous session and almost didn’t go out. He did end up going out though, and we had a really good time. The waves weren’t big or hard and they broke for a pretty long way, especially for Wrightsville Beach. They were easy to catch too. For a while I caught every wave I attempted to catch and on the whole evening I only wiped out once.
The best part of surfing tonight though was that I did my very first cut back. Yes, I was so super stoked and proud of it. I was surfing down the line, kept turning and went to the top of the wave, came back down it again then went back to the top of it! Now, it wasn’t a huge wave or anything and I wasn’t kicking up spray, but I did what I did and I was very happy about it. I had such a great time out there today, the best in a while I’d say. And it wasn’t crowded.
After surfing I grabbed a burger at PT’s Grille with Michael. I’m going to have to remember to avoid that place. It’s yummy and all, but I ended up visiting the lav three or four times. It’s the grease, I think. I’m sensitive to it.
When I got home Amanda and I watched Lost then she went to bed.