This was a pretty good one for me though. Friday night we had a shower for my sister, the one getting married in August. Then we had a mini Father’s Day celebration with dad since we wouldn’t be seeing him Sunday. We gave him this print:

From Geninne‘s Etsy shop. My dad has cut wood for as long as I can remember, and because his house has a wood stove, his backyard seconds as a lumberyard. He has a whole system for stacking the wood, and he spends the whole year chopping and stacking and stocking up for winter. I’ve swung an ax a time or two, but my dad is a true woodsman. The smell of fresh cut wood and the warmth of a wood stove in the dead of winter will always remind me of Dad. So you can see why this print was so appropriate. He loved it.

Saturday the Giraffe didn’t have to work – a miracle – so we went to the farmers market in the morning. It was supposed to be all fun and stuff, but this particular farmers market is one long, narrow row with booths on both sides. It’s very crowded and hot, and for someone who is claustrophobic, hates crowds and hates to sweat, it was not a good time. We bought a giant cantaloupe and a seasoned pizza crust and got the hell out of there. The pizza crust made a great base for our lunch though, and the melon was perfect for breakfast on Sunday (and a snack today).

After lunch we drove out to Lake Michigan to visit my sister Kelli and her boyfriend. It was a perfect summer day, so we went to the beach. Unfortunately the air was too hot and humid, but the lake was too cold for swimming, so we only stayed a short time. We grabbed dinner with them and headed home.

On Sunday, the Giraffe helped his dad move, so I tried to be productive. I did some stuff on the computer and worked on a craft project I’ve been meaning to get to. When the Giraffe got home we continued to be productive by grocery shopping and organizing our desk.

His Sharpies now reside in the same container as my Sharpies. You can see how serious this is getting.