Since X-man came along our identities have most definitely centered around the titles of "Mom" and "Dad". Turns out we have a hard time straying from that, even when the little hoodlums aren't around! :) J spent Friday afternoon mowing the lawn and I put a 2nd coat of paint on the boys' new bedroom. This was a project that I started on Thursday despite everyone informing me that I was insane to try painting with two little "helpers" as my figure is slowly inching in on the affectionate phrase "as big as a house". It actually went very smoothly and aside from X-man helping me for a few short minutes, they pretty much stayed out of my hair and I finished coat number one without any spilled paint. When the boys left, my goal was to have the room completely finished and put back together again so that they could start fresh when they got back on Sunday. I should mention that this is a great milestone because Gokey would be moving from the nursery into big brother's room to share, in prep for itty bitty sister's arrival. I should also mention that I have experienced a great deal of anxiety about this transition.
On with our day...we finished up our mundane tasks, got cleaned up and went out on the town...to Red Lobster! Yes...we are exciting folks. Had dinner, took a jaunt over to the mall to pick up a few things and then settled on a trip to Side Pockets, a local pool hall for an evening of friendly competition. Well, the word competition should be used lightly...I really was not much competition at all. We had a great time bantering, flirting and throwing back a few Cokes (the soft-drink, not the powder). I think I pulled off one win out of the seven games we played...that was because J scratched on the eight ball. Go me! Then we very excitedly headed home for a FULL NIGHT OF SLEEP!
One of the things that I reveled in the most in our Kid Free Weekend was the element of spontaneity. The ONLY thing we had planned and scheduled far in advance was a couple's massage at a local salon for Saturday morning. So, we slept in (until nearly 8...never in a million years would I have ever thought I would have called that sleeping in), puttered around, got showered and dressed and went to breakfast. We were seated around 9 a.m. with just over an hour to spare until our massage. At 9:10 my phone rang and it was an unfamiliar number. I answered despite the roar of the breakfast crowd surrounding me to hear a receptionist at our chosen salon ask, "are you on your way to your appointment or do we need to reschedule?" Huh? I politely informed her that I had scheduled the appointment for 10:15. She informed me that they had it scheduled at 9 and then put me on hold. I walked outside as I sat on hold, trying to disguise the steam spilling from my ears in my fuming state. A manager got on the phone and said something to the effect of, "I don't know if you just wrote it down wrong or what, but the 10:15 appointment we have scheduled has been there for weeks." I not as politely informed her that I had called nearly 5 weeks ago to schedule the appointment and put it on my electronic calendar while I was on the phone with the person who screwed up, and KNOW that it was at 10:15 because I had to make a special slot for it since my calendar only goes by half hour increments. GRRRRRRRR (I was tempted to roar into the phone). She then back-pedaled a little and apologized and said she felt bad about the "miscommunication" (whatever) and would send some compensation by mail to be used in the salon at our convenience. Yeah...thanks. I sullenly made my way back to my poor husband who had been so excited to experience his FIRST professional massage and broke the news and then like a silly, hormonal pregnant chick had to choke back tears as I did so. He, of course, wasn't phased...gave me a pep-talk and we enjoyed the rest of our breakfast and a necessary grocery trip afterward (I know you are extremely jealous of our exciting lifestyle now). :)
|X-man and Papa posing with the biggest fish of|
the day...X-man caught this one ALL BY
Time away is always good, but it also always seems to serve as a great reminder that time together is far better... :)