I’m thinking about working on this design… honest
We’ve now joined the ranks of parents who’ve spent a night without the kids. And everyone survived reasonably intact, except for L who’s upstairs listening to Bauhaus and writing bad poetry…. but I digress.
We got to do all the things we used to do and take for granted, like linger over a pre-dinner drink… spend a half hour contemplating dessert… bar hop… get stupid drunk.. you know, stuff people who don’t have kids get to do.
We even watched a movie this morning on pay for view. Under the Tuscan Sun which sucked harder than any chick flick has a right to suck, but what the hell, it was a movie and we watched it.
Now there’s a foot of snow on the ground and tomorrow, since I have the day off and Sue doesn’t, I’m taking the kidders to Grandma and Grandpa’s house for a playdate with their city cousins who are up in the country for the weekend.
Damn, it’s cold.
Bauhaus and bad poetry? Ah, the memories.