I feel like every post starts with, "So a lot has happened…". And it's true. You are just really pulling your shit together these days. Let's first start with my quick weekend at home. I picked you up straight from the airport. You were ready to go as soon as I walked in. The expression on your face when we see each other is simply, awesome! It's like no time has passed. Your mom has been texting me updates about your speech and responses- she wasn't lying with all the improvement
We had a great day, one of our best since the accident. We drove to 2 restaurants, Applebee's and El Tor (so many great choices in Granite City) to then head out for Denny's (just keeping it chic). You knew exactly what you wanted. Told the waitress with no issues. This may seem small but the last time I was home you weren't able to clearly communicate this with the waiter. I value these moments as huge progress. The waitress in you- also picked up that the service was slow. This was shown by you rolling your eyes and even expressing "ugh hurry up" with hand motion. We read over the placemat- the word was "show" and you quickly read and pronounced. I then covered the "s" and the "w" for your prompt reply "ho" followed by laughter, followed by bathroom break. All smiles from Deb and I.
My favorite was our pool time at my parents. Getting dressed in our swimsuits was entertaining, aging sucks. Getting on the raft was equally as entertaining. Imagine me holding the raft, you cussing me out and then practically drowning in the water. I saved you and then you mastered the process by yourself, with no help. We of course did a water workout. Right leg up "Courtney!", Left leg up "Lauren" and both legs up "The Lucys". Deb and Gramps were a little concerned…
(You lasted for over an hour and I might have forgot to put enough sunscreen on you.
You can thank me for your tan now. Beauty is pain).
The pool was followed with the normal nap, snack and sip of a beer at Four Hands Brewery with Deb. When I brought you home you had to be a snitch and show everyone your sunburn. Thanks.
Saturday, Jenn got married. Sheen and I drank vodka.
Sunday, I flew out to LA. My company is launching there soon so multiple visits are in my future. I still hate LA. Passing through the intersection of Fuller and Hollywood still brings knots up in my throat. I felt like getting out of the car and kicking the curb but then I reminded myself of the accomplishments you have made. Swallowed the knots and moved on. I think we have mastered rolling with the punches at this point. Unfortunately, I actually went to work to WORK and I did't get to have drinks with Nurse John. But soon. The beach was needed. The boat was fun (wait for the stories, Annie was my PIC).
So that brings me to the present. Preparing for the 4th of July without you really sucks. Two years and three days ago, we were chugging sugary martinis and eating fries...while decked out in 4th of July Walmart gear. One year ago today, I didn't have teeth and you were in a wheelchair. Today we may be planning the 4th separately but glad I can call you now to discuss our outfits, Facetime while sipping a martini and pretty sure we can organize a dance party via Skype.
Keep kicking ass, it's about time to "make a RIGHT on DYNAMITE".
Love you, forevs and always.