Lance’s return was nothing short of exciting. I was actually nervous! Like we were dating for the first time and how in the old days we had to travel from coast to coast and I would have that butterfly feeling in my stomach before seeing him. It honestly felt like that. Except this time around instead of spending all my energy on how I looked, I used it all up on making the house look great. Our garden looks amazing (thanks to Native Edge for choosing the plants, Krissy helping me get the plants, Justin for organizing about 15 volunteers to help plant, and Jen for the beer). The kids made a big welcome home heart sign with their Nana who also put lovely bouquets of lilac flowers around the house, and well, I did wear this new shirt to the airport which Lance noticed right away and asked where I got it (Target $15). The kids were so excited, they were hiding behind a post at the airport where we went as far as we could to meet him. They were giddy and giggling and basically ecstatic. When we saw him coming (we saw him before he saw us), I swear he looked like a rock star. Okay, I confess, I’ve always had a thing for rock stars. Lance had a furry face…goatee as bushy as can be (he hadn’t shaved in a month), mohawk, 3 necklaces on, his cute blue fearless shirt on, sunglasses, skinny (the rock star look for sure). I thought he was the one who was going to cry but no it was me that had tears in my eyes as I watched the kids run up to him and hug him endlessly.
The kitchen has been ramping up again. My fridge is stuffed to the gills with vegetables. I’ve got flats of wheat grass growing, watercress in flower vases, turmeric, ginger, flax seeds, chia seeds is added to EVERYTHING. Blueberries coming out of our ears. Green tea up the ying yang. Chard, kale, spinach, arugula, romaine, lovage, cilantro, parsley is all growing in the backyard. Homemade kifer and yogurt daily. It’s a full on hippy house over here.
I did have a wild (literally wild) experience while Lance was away. I bought a bench for our front yard for Lance and I to sit on this summer while he has his wheatgrass/veggie juice and I sip my vodka/tonic and I was sitting on it and noticed a mound of mulch and Oliver (my dog) sniffing around. Turned out it was a half eaten raccoon and after my neighbor Ben removed the raccoon (thanks Ben), I called the wild life department, only to learn that Mtn. Lions are the only animals to “cache” (bury) their prey (so they can come back for more) and to never EVER remove it because the Mtn. Lion might be watching. They remove them with two guys, one holding a shot gun! So thanks for risking your life for me Ben. I would have felt horrible if you had missed that fishing trip.
Lance is back at work, and we are trying to figure out how to balance all the things we have learned over the past 4 months. How we incorporate it all, how we bring all these things into our lives but still keep life simple. It’s a challenge for sure and on that note, I wanted to thank all of you for so respectfully keeping your distance this past week as Lance eases back into life in Boulder. The phone hardly rang, there was no unexpected visitors and I am just so grateful for all of you and how understanding and gracious you all have been. Our life has been as quiet and cozy and hibernating as all this rain makes one want to be. I am sure Lance will be reaching out soon.