I also told myself that 10 would be even better. ah well. These past few nights have been late.
On Sunday, Luke and I slept in and totally missed church. I think we both kept waiting for the other one to get up and make our usual Sunday morning breakfast of orange rolls and coffee. We both pretended like it wasn’t Sunday until 10. When we got our motors running, we made our mix cds for our next swap in the club, then we set off to drive to Joe’s then ride bikes to the zoo. We were on our way to Joe’s when Luke realized his bike was locked up in a coach’s office. That did not deter us from the zoo though.
We were only there for 3 hours, which is light compared to our five hour tour in early May, but we saw some great animals, including hippos (finally!), a baby elephant, a baby giraffe, and penguins, my favorite. We took lots of pictures and you can find them on my facebook. We had leftovers from the Italian dinner Luke cooked up the previous night while we watched Scrubs.
Then, we wanted to go get coffee and play Settlers of Catan, but Kayak’s was closing. We went to The Loop where I spotted a group of women sitting outside The Culture Cafe. Luke dropped me off to ask if they had coffee and if we could hang out. Our conversation lasted 10 min and poor Luke he was honking at me and circling around the block and honking at me some more, while I was getting offered cocktails and body oil. Whew. We ended up at Messugah Cafe’ or something, but they were only open until 10 so Luke got on the internet and I read.
When our bloodstreams were full of caffeine, we headed back to Joe’s, watched Scrubs and played Settlers. I came from behind and all I had to do was build 1 Road and the game would be mine, but NO. Aaaaah. It was an aggravating loss.
Yesterday, class was at the SLU Law Library and honestly, it was pretty boring, so my thoughts drifted to stuff on my to-do list. When I got home, I stayed up doing them.
Tomorrow night I have class and then I am staying with Luke at Joe’s. I’m bringing The Diving Bell and the Butterfly to watch, so it will be another late night. Guess I will just have to drink extra coffee the rest of the week.
I get to see my husband again tomorrow! One good thing about all these volleyball camps pulling my husband away from me in the summer is that it feels like we’re dating again. We’re making arrangements to see other and make time for each other. We bring each other things when we see each other. It’s not so bad, but I’m still not excited about an empty bed tonight. With that, goodnight.