Brooks has been working so hard to get the basement finished which is hard to just sit and watch him do all the work while I wear a mask and flop around upstairs trying to be busy. We usually work on projects together but so far, this one has been pretty much him. Thank goodness for an awesome husband.
We are getting ready for our upcoming fourth of July cookout and this year we are throwing in a casual men and women's baby shower for our little family. My sister is insistent that there be cake and at least a game or two. I always look forward to this party, but this year, I am thrilled that a good friend from Tennessee will be up for a few days before the party. This is a friend that has survived living nine hours apart for four and a half years. When you were only friends for about two years to start with, it is awesome to me that we are still close. She's one of those girls that I miss all the time.
My best friend from high school is going to try to come up for the cookout and I am so hoping she is able. We have been friends for nearly 20 years and there is something that comes with that kind of friendship. A sense of comfort, I suppose? She has three kids and between her and my sister, I feel like I am going to be asking a lot of questions in the next few months. Or years, likely.
It feels as though this summer is already flying by. June is half way over. Really? There have been no great plans for this summer since we knew we would be in major life change mode, but it seems like somehow we are major overhauling our house, having a baby and getting a puppy and it is all happening now. No pressure. No stress. Right?!