Back to the grind, blah blah blah.
My Christmas was amazing, thank you very much for asking! The kid was spoiled beyond belief and it was cute as all get out. We are seriously devoting ourselves to securing her with the undeniably awesome traits that come with being an only child before she is no longer one.
I’m sure she will thank us later.
The rest of the holiday was spent lazing around with my husband while my child happily played with all the new and shiny gems Santa bestowed upon her with our help. The best part about the entire 2 weeks was that our favorite babysitter came back into town from college.
::que singing angels::
The first night she came by we had big plans for a wild date night. Dreams of dinner, cocktails and a movie danced in my head. What ended up happening was an hour wait at the Red Lobster in which we spent wandering around Barnes and Noble looking for something to spend money on.
Side note: Did you know that when you take that little beeper thing the restaurant gives you out of range it mimics a time bomb…loudly. Seriously, try it. Even better, try it in a public and quiet place like Barnes and Noble and then count how many people suddenly need to see what is in the section farthest from you.
In between shoving mass produced imitation lobster into my face-hole followed by watered down margaritas (all of which was so damn tasty) and making fun of the people in the booth behind us, we decided that a movie would be too much work…all that walking up stairs and finding a seat and then sitting in one place for 2 hours…ugh, how do people do it?
We came home early and paid the sitter double.
The next date came in the form of an afternoon out sans child to run errands, have lunch and our second attempt to go to the movies. We made it as far as lunch, and a few beers.
In between the two date nights, we had a family date too and I ended up spending more time with my husband than I have in a long time. I needed this I think and when it came time for him to do back to work I found myself missing him.
During this time I had a small epiphany about how easy it is to get caught up in the grind of life. The macaroni and cheese making and bill paying grind. Going through the motions of your days happy as a clam but never knowing that you’re not 100% present until you finally are…and it’s lovely. Being present in the day with my husband did this for me and since then we have made an effort to spend more and more time together. More than just sitting on the couch watching Lost on Netflix.
I love my life and aside from being at times annoyed with the normal day-to-day goings on, I’ve never been unhappy. Ever. Far from it. But I have to admit, it is fun to be dating my husband again.