Last week was rough. Early mornings, potty-training failure, three- year-old banshee screams, husband working late, blah blah blah... and all of it augmented by missing my mother. Just a rough week- the kind when you eat two batches of rice pudding by yourself in four days. You know what I mean.
Well, Bobby came to my rescue in a big way on Thursday. He was on call Wednesday night and up all night working at the hospital after working all day Wednesday and gave up hours of much needed and deserved sleep so that Sophie and I could spend the day in Columbia. It was just what I needed and I was so grateful. We went out to lunch together, went to Target and the mall (where I was sure to stop at Panera and pick up shortbread cookies and sourdough bread), Sam's Club, and Hobby Lobby. I stopped in there to find some supplies for a Thanksgiving centerpiece and I was shocked and overwhelmed by its size. It is HUGE. Like, picture a Robert's and multiply it by 2 or 3, depending on which one you're at. I never wanted to go in there before on account of their name being so lame, but it is a treat to visit! The aisles are not marked, though, and it's impossible to find anything without the help of an employee. Luckily the store wasn't busy and it was easy to find some guidance.
Before we headed back, I stopped at Red Lobster to pick up Bobby's favorite restaurant dinner as a thank you. Before we moved here we went there for his birthday dinner every year as a tradition. He doesn't care for seafood but he LOVES their cajun chicken pasta. I'm going to have to agree with him- it is very good. My man was happy.