Yesterday is over, and we'll just leave it there. Today was pretty mellow. Being the superniceinfactunbelieveablynice wife that I am, I cleaned up the horrendous mess of dishes and bottles and glasses and whatnot wreckage from a very successful men's dinner party last night while my extremely hungover husband took the kids to scouts. Normally I wouldn't have touched the mess, but I, in my withdrawal-symptom way, thought it was the best way to get him to get the computer hooked up faster. :) Pathetic, I know.
Anders received a lovely dark blue sweatshirt/sweater and 2 bags of turkish pepper candy for Father's Day. However, the sweater is a bit tight, so will have to get into the store and replace it as soon as possible, before that beautiful blue is gone.
Finished re-reading The Lovely Bones today in preparation for book group on Tuesday, and have to say, it was as excellent and as shiver-inducing as the first time I read it. I've actually read the first 42 pages of it 3 times now, because before I bought it I looked it up on amazon.com, and they had 42 pages of excerpts and I started reading it (at work) and couldn't stop until I finished the entire selection. The idea that the dead watch their loved ones from heaven is a very compelling one. So, Dad, if you're up there, Happy Swedish Father's Day. I miss you.