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some more summer Ann and I had our usual Sunday morning chat. In some ways everything is back to the way that it used to be before she was pregnant. In other ways things are very different. She still surprises me from time to time. Saturday night when I walked into work there was a bag lying on the ground next to her. Peeking out of the bag was some very pink yarn. She was crocheting a blanket for her new baby. I'm not sure why this struck me as odd. Maybe it was way that it was so overtly feminine that caught me offguard. I'm not saying that there is anything wrong with it, but it was something that I didn't expect to see her doing. Without a doubt all of her maternal feelings have been very strong lately. First there was the flurry of new baby photos along with much cooing and obvious pride on her part and now we have the blanket. Her love for her baby is very apparent, which is good. ... Only Ann and I could argue about Southern and Wisconsin phrases. My complaint is with the word "fixin" and she can't tolerate the way certain people in Wisconsin use the word "yet" at the end of sentences. "Y'all" also makes me cringe. Then there is the use of the word "Yankee" which really mystifies me. Actually it has no meaning to me. Hello people. The Civil War ended over a century ago and we are now firmly in the twenty-first century. Wake up, wake up. ... For anyone that may be worrying that I am getting too attached to Ann again, fear not. I am firmly in that roll of listener and not a sexual candidate in her mind by any means. Besides putting that whole issue aside part of me knows that there are so many reasons why we would never work. ... Violet velvet leaves. In the space of a few days the tree in my backyard has gone from having a display of yellow stems on its branches to having something that resembles actual foliage. There may not be much shade yet, but by the end of the week those soft crumpled leaves will have given way to a more waxy fuller version. Despite the lack of shade or maybe because of it, I spent hours out on my deck just enjoying the weather and reading. It was my first real taste of summer and I loved it.
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