Some days you just feel loved. When those days come by you gotta soak it up, soak it in, don’t let it pass you by to quickly.
Because it is a gift.
This week I had lined up the babysitting services of Grandma and Grandpa, knowing Jeremy had been having some long weeks and long days and I wanted to gift him with a date night. My parents said bring them before lunch on Saturday and pick them up Sunday afternoon.
Um, yes. That will work. That will work very well. You know, that feeling loved bit?
Jeremy told me Friday he had the date all planned.
I love surprises. I know some people don’t, but I have always held tight that there are so few good surprises in life, I will take the ones I can get.
We drove into the city and landed in the U District. Parking on the street this sun shiny fall day. In my grey Miz Mooz heels and bright blue tights I felt nearly as cool as the college kids around me. And we made our way into the library and Jer pointed to the sign, GETTING PUBLISHED! A ROAD MAP FOR SUCCESS’ .

My eyes filled a bit with tears, truly they did. That is what happens when you feel loved, deep down. That is what happens when you feel known. It was the intention, the thought, the thinking about, Who is Anya and what will fill her cup? That is the part that needs to be soaked up. Because it feels so good.
And after the seminar {full of wonderful information thx so much SPL!} we got back in the car and headed downtown and parked on first and we walked to Le Pichet. Oh how I love you Le Picket! After all those years of walking past, thinking about how I would really love the chance to dine there, we did. 
Dining there was made even better since we were joined by my sister and her husband! See how the surprises keep coming? We shared a few bottles of wine and pate and cooked to order hour-long wait roasted chicken with braised cabbage and apples. I think I may have died my friends! And the talk was of trips we would love to take and auntie and uncle inquiring about my favorite subject- my babies, and smiles. Oh, the smiles.

And we headed uptown to see a
movie and before the show we stopped for a round and I must say I hadn’t done that in a while! And although the movie was good, it was so very sad, which would have killed the night, but see we had only just begun. We made our way to my sisters place in Queen Anne for dessert and an
addicting game, which my brother came over for. {Oh how fun to live in the city and be just a few blocks from my brother and sister, like they are!}

We spent the night, woke up ready to grab some yummy-only-get-in-Seattle coffee deliciousness and headed home. We knew we needed to get the children eventually.
It was fun. I felt special. And well loved. And I like that.
{Thank you Mom and Dad for giving us the chance to play!xoxoxo}
Tags: being known, family, Le Pichet, reclaiming, Seattle Public Library, Writing