Metal Meredith

Apple Streusel pancakes, sausage, coffee and apple juice.
Wii game, Dove chocolates and an Apple Store gift certificate.
Mini Golf with the family.

Best Father’s Day ever. (hopefully)

Phil’s expert movie making skills on display:

Our Atlanta trip was a big success. Since I am too wrapped up in stuff to give a long, fun story, I am just doing bullets of fun:

*Vivienne was so excited about her first plane ride. Well, as excited as Vivienne gets. Ask her about it now, 11 days later and I am sure she will gush.

*We ate lunch at a Mexican restaurant. It was pricey. When Vivienne and I went to the bathroom, the staff re-folded our napkins. When Phil told our waitress that it was overkill, she said “It is just one of our quirks”.

*We made our way to the Georgia Aquarium and had a blast seeing all the animals/fish. Vivienne was sadly more focused on what she would buy as her ‘one thing’. (She ended up with a stuffed baby seal in a purple fabric purse - blech).

*I touched a sting ray. It felt like a cooked mushroom. A really big, slimy cooked mushroom. But, I loved it and Vivienne wouldn’t touch it. She told her whole class that I did that to a round of 6 year old “Ewwwww"s.

*It was raining when we entered the aquarium at 10am. It had snowed 2 inches when we came out. In Atlanta. In March. Hooray.

*We ate at The Varsity. My mom lived there for 5 years and I never managed to make it there. Honestly, the hot dogs weren’t all that but the fries were really pretty delicious.

*Our Hampton Inn was super nice. Vivienne had a hot chocolate every evening and sneaked bananas and apples up to the room. No fresh cookies. We were gypped.

*We stumbled upon Cirque Du Soliel, for its last night in Atlanta. Phil bought us tickets because he is a really nice man. I had so much fun and laughed so hard and loud that people sitting ahead of me turned around a few times. They were more than 4 rows up. Whoops.

*On Sunday, I spent spare moments in the hotel room checking flights and school closing for the first snowstorm in 5 years. It snowed 9.5 inches in Richmond and 2 in Atlanta. Super.

*After spending 3 days with my husband and one child, I was forced to spend the next 3 with both kids due to snow. Phil, the really nice man as mentioned above, dug his car out faster than I have ever seen anyone before, and high-tailed his ass to work.

*I would do it all again in a second.

I could write a book about Phil. After all, he is the one I picked to be by my side for the rest of time.

Tonight, we headed out to a men’s clothing store to buy Phil some nice work clothes. It isn’t that he wanted to be flashy, I think he just wanted to represent himself better in hopes of calling money toward him. The ‘creative look’ was no longer representing his role in his business. He has 2 other people to be the kooky creative ones now.

He must have tried on 15 things. Every time he came out of the dressing room, I got a little teary. He looked like such a man, such a grown up man. Where did my Phil go? Where was my silly college art student that I met and fell in love with? When did he turn into a handsome business man?

So Phil, even though I had a dream last night that Brian Williams was my new boyfriend, I was happy to wake up next to you this morning, snoring and all.

Happy Birthday to my best friend, my biggest fan, my nun-mun. I love you.