Summer

Doug mapped out our entire summer last night, complete with vacations, camping trips and summer camps for the boys. It was, and always is, overwhelming, although I have to admit I have a sense of relief when we're finished "planning." Doug researches everything.

This planning and research is one of the things I love most about him. He makes sure we do fun things and travel and the boys have things to do. I'm glad this is the part of our lives he manages. Our leisure.

We are going to South Dakota this summer, and while I would always prefer to go sit on a beach somewhere, this will be far more interesting.

He has also worked in plans for us to go to Pennsylvania. It is making me yearn to go to New York, and Canada Lake again. Perhaps for my fiftieth.

Short week this week, off on Friday for Estes Park for a long Mother's Day weekend. He has kindly booked an inn for us as camping in May in Colorado can mean you wake up to snow. Frank is really disappointed, but Doug assured him that given it was Mother's Day to trust him, it would be MUCH better this way.

I'm an anxious and so is Frank. Yesterday neither of us could sit still. Even with great amounts of exercise it was as if we had an overflowing pool of kinetic energy that wouldn't let us be. I feel calmer this morning, I hope Frank picks up on that and is calmer too.