Pam to the rescue

June 21st

I guess all the resting that Grace did on Sunday was bound to catch up with us, and it did Sunday night. It was a rough night and as a result, I ended up sleeping in and going to work late. Going in late equates to coming home late.

I've been really thankful that the daylight hours have been more plentiful, and this was the most daylight in 24 hours the year was going to see. Ideally, of course, I'd not work at all on such a glorious day. I'd probably travel to Seattle for the parade. Maybe next year. In any case, since I did have to work late, it was nice to not come home in the dark.

Upon arriving home, it was pretty apparent that Grace had an upset stomach.

June 22nd

An upset stomach rolled us into Tuesday much the same way that we came into Monday. I went to work late; I came home late. Coming home had one significant difference though, our family friend Pam had come down to watch Grace and give us a date and a good night sleep.

So we dated! We went down to the water front and checked out some restaurant menus before settling on our old friend Cloud 9. We split some quail kabobs, a spicy burger, and some stuffed mushrooms. It was delicious. Getting to spend time alone on a date with Betsey was fantastic. Pam had given us the rule that we couldn't talk about Grace, and while we skirted talking about her, we were largely successful in following the rule. Feeling reconnected, we paid for our bill and went out to walk the waterfront. The previously mentioned long nights of this time of year made for the perfect night.

After a little while, we found ourselves drifting over to our favorite gelato shop Francesco's. We took our gelato to go and continued our river front walk while racing to beat the heat's assault on our dessert.

As the sun started to set, we headed home. Pam welcomed us back and sent us right to bed. Sleep! We did. Alone. With the lights out. It was fantastic: almost as fantastic as Pam.