Friday's commute was horrible...so much so that I called hubby and said, "I'm not going to make it to water aerobics, but I'll come home and help you clean up," you know, cause cleaning up is so much fun. Anyway, I left the office at 4:00 and didn't get home till 6:00...just awful! As I'm backing up into my driveway, I see one of the neighbor girls leaving my house. She waves and I wave back (What's going on?). So, I get in to see that the house is sparkling...immaculate...perfect. Clean from top to bottom, including mopped floors. The guilt sets in.
"I'm sorry, honey that I didn't get home in time to help you. Did you leave me anything?"
"Nope. It's all pretty much done." He points to just the few clothes in the laundry basket that need folding.
Next, he tells me that I'd probably feel better with a shower. Am I foul? Of course not, just take the shower. I take the shower and the neighbor girl is back.
Hubby says, "Put on something cute and comfortable. We're going to go hang out." Right on! We go out to dinner and eat, what else, Chinese! Afterwards, we take a drive into the mountains, then back down the mountains to pick up libations. A bottle of Tequila and Southern Comfort later, we're back home. Kids asleep, blanket in tow, we cuddle on the couch and settle in with our cocktails and a movie. Bliss.
Saturday, my mother and her dogs along with my kids and our dog, head to the lake for a walk. It was lovely, until the mosquitoes-from-hell showed up and nearly duplicated a verse from Exodus (the ten commandments, if your into movies). They were everywhere! Mom was like, "We can walk with a can of Raid next time." It was great exercise and fun for all, otherwise.
Back to my mother's for snacks and water for the dogs, we chatted for about an hour. I noticed my kids getting that "spaced out" look and new it was nearly time for their nap. I picked up their lunch, they ate, then off to dreamy land. Later, we went back out to pick up diapers, get an oil change, and pick up some hair to do the babe's hair. Pictures of the end result are here...not to shabby for two and a half hours worth of work.
Sunday, church and relaxation. Off to the park in the afternoon for a picnic with my niece, nephew and sister-in-law. It was good to see her and she finally seems happy. I was glad. That evening? Hubby breaks out the new KY massage lotion and "rubs me the right way." I returned the favor with the upgrade of a happy ending. I think I'm a good wife.
Monday, March 26, 2007
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2 comments:
sounds like the spa came to you. How nice is that? Can he please write a manual for the clueless on how to treat a lady?
Did you do the braids? Good job! Bet the Babe was pleased!
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