Boo had a birthday party to attend this afternoon, her third party (counting her own) in three weeks. Plus we have another one next weekend with family for both Boo and Hunter.
I have had enough.
BUT, not the point at all.
While Boo was at the birthday party we stayed close. We were about 20 minutes from home, and didn’t want to drive home only to turn around in an hour. We went to a local small town bar (gasp!) to have a drink (double gasp) in the middle of the afternoon (fall over gasping!). We played pool, ate nasty bar pizza and played video games.
Having time to talk, really talk about what is going on in our lives is so rare. We are busy, but overly so. We just don’t talk with the kids around. We can’t talk about what we REALLY feel because they don’t know HOW TO KEEP THEIR MOUTHS SHUT. We don’t need our inner-workings blast all over school or another household.
It was fabulous to have the two hours to sit, talk and just be together. We laughed harder than we have in such a long time. We talked about the fate of several of our friends, money (gasp!) and what we need to deal with first when we got home (none of which got done by the way).
I love my husband, and after today, love him even more.