My days off are split again this week. I don’t mind too much. After all, it means I get two Fridays in one week. Of course, I get two Mondays too, but I won’t dwell on that.
On this day I woke early not wanting to miss a minute of my day. I did my ‘jobs’ right away, allowing me to be a bum all afternoon.
I found myself gazing outside often, admiring the beautiful fall sky and the few remaining colorful leaves on the trees. At one point, I became entranced and began thinking about stuff.
All of a sudden it occurred to me that Amp’s birthday was the next day. I had done NOTHING for him. Here I’ve had all day to bake him some of his favorite treats, and I had done NOTHING.
Oh the guilt I felt. How is it I can bake for all these people at work, and manage to fit it in among everything else I’m doing, but it never occurred to me to bake for Amp when I had a full day to do so.
I immediately began whipping up a few of his favorite things. Hubby volunteered to run to the store for a graham cracker crust, while I began working on root beer float cookies.
When Hubby returned, I quickly mixed up some pumpkin ice cream, dumped it in the crust, and rushed it to the freezer.
Whew. Now Amp will know how loved he is.
And I can go to bed guilt free.
Happy Birthday, Kiddo!