I had a dream last night that Amanda, Milly and I walked out to our usual spot at Wrightsville Beach, and when we got out there I saw nice large, rolling waves that looked easy to get out to and catch, but there were very few people out in the water. It was warm out, but the water was still chilly. Overjoyed, I ran back to the Frazelle house to get my wetsuit on and grab my board. I told Barry and we headed on out for a session.
I’ve really been missing surfing lately. There hasn’t been much out there and the water’s so cold right now anyway. I’ve been thinking of Nosara, Costa Rica a lot too.
As we usually do when Karen comes to visit, we had breakfast this morning at Cracker Barrel. On the way there Karen sat in the back and played with Milly. She was laughing, which is always so great to hear. It’s the best.
Michael and Jenn joined us, and afterwards they came over to our place. Michael had burned his hand pretty badly at work on Tuesday (though work did nothing about it) and he, Jenn and Karen stopped by a drug store on the way over to pick up some salve and bandages for it.
We played some MarioKart and I did pretty well, though I haven’t unlocked some of their usual cars and characters yet and they’re used to playing with a regular controller, not the Wii-mote. I’ve been assured that the two of them are much better playing as they’re accustomed, which I’m sure is true.
Amanda and Karen took off to go shopping or some such and the rest of us stayed to watch Carolina defend the Dean Dome against Georgia Tech. Jenn didn’t care at all about it and Michael has hardly watched any games this season, but he was still pulling for his Heels. I, of course, was not. My prediction though, given my luck and the fact that the game was at Carolina, was that the Yellow Jackets, after beating Duke and losing to Virginia (who is supposed to be towards the bottom of the ACC but actually has the best conference record so far), would lose.
Georgia Tech got out to a 20 point lead and they were up 16 at the half. I never felt comfortable though, and Carolina took the lead with just a few minutes to go. They swapped lead changed a few times, but Carolina did end up losing. Amanda got back home just before the end and we were pretty happy about it, though we tried not to flaunt our joy until Michael left.
My mom called to see how things were going and how Milly is doing. She was stuck in Rochester this weekend.
A little while later Amanda, Milly and I went to have dinner and a game with the Warkentiens. Milly was off and on fussy but didn’t want to take a nap. But then, she hadn’t napped much today, so I can understand her being cranky. We put the kids down around 8:00 then played a game of Puerto Rico. I changed my strategy but still came in third place, though I was surprised by even that. (Thanks for losing to me, Nick.) Amanda absolutely crushed it for the win. The game was fun, of course, but we imposed a rule where the Governor (which is a position that switches every goes) had to speak in some kind of accent. We all had a lot of fun with that, too.
When we got Milly up to leave through the time we put her back down in her own crib, she was in a very happy mood. I almost don’t want to put her back to sleep when she’s like that.