Whatever kept me awake most of last night kept me from taking full advantage of a Saturday full of family events. The days I should treasure most are sometimes the ones that are hardest to enjoy. Itís not that I didnít enjoy seeing Eric test (successfully, we think) for his second-degree black belt in tae kwon do, but it was a chore getting out of bed and getting myself to Rohnert Park in time.
Not that Iím an expert, but in my eyes he did very well. I saw the intensity and concentration on his face, and he had no trouble breaking boards and going through the forms. Heís been waiting an extra year for today, after wrecking his knee last year and having to postpone this test until he was as strong and flexible as before. It must have been frustrating, but his hard work paid off.
When I got home, I knew I had a few hours before we were all meeting for dinner. I could do little more than lie around and rest my eyes for those few hours, and even so I was still weary when I set out to pick up Mom. We were meeting at Tammy and Davidís for the drive down to Sausalito. At least I didnít have to drive all that way (although there was some debate over whose car I would be riding in; I ended up with John and Suzanne).
We were celebrating not only John and Suzanneís anniversary (coming up in a couple of weeks), but also a brief, whirlwind visit from Tammyís sister and brother-in-law. The rest of us met them a year ago when we were in Southern California for the cruise, and it was good to see them again. Dinner was very good — the food, the service, the company, and the view overlooking the bay (although it was too dark to see much).