Sunday, May 17, 2009

Half asleep in frog pajamas

It had to have been after ten o'clock last night, as Will stumbled into the downstairs kitchen at my in-laws' house, that the title of the Tom Robbins' novel fell into my mind.

Most of the relatives turned Indian standard time into an art last night, arriving to a five o'clock get-together between six-thirty and seven. (For the record, we got there shortly after three.)

But I was in good spirits for the evening. My husband had taken on the toddler co-sleeping the night before, and I slept the entire night on my amazing pillow-top mattress. After eight or so blissful hours, I awoke to the sun gently filtering in through the windows. I heard my child eating her breakfast (without me) downstairs. I stretched my non-aching limbs and padded downstairs for some coffee.

With a morning like that, even a delayed family gathering - with dinner to follow - couldn't upset me. Then Will ate an entire bowl of biryani with meat (she never eats meat!), saying "yum" the whole time. She revelled in her older cousins' attention, and the 2-year-olds put on a great show of all their favourite songs.

The late night threw us all off today, but we still managed to pick out a lot of different pots and plants for me to start my own deck garden. I'm going to focus on a few herbs: basil, thyme, parsley and rosemary; some strawberries in a pot; some mini tomatoes and red leaf lettuce. I've never been much of a any sort of a gardener, so we shall see how it goes.

1 comment:

Teresa said...

What? No sage? You planted the rest and left out the sage? I thought you were an S & G fan.... for shame!
;-) But "yay" for mini tomatoes!