My man had a meeting, and my mom and sister were gone, so I put the four crazies to bed by myself. Horrible. Terrible. No-good-very-bad-bedtime. I pretty much had all four crying at the same time and professing their undying hatred for me. I'm talented like that.
So by the time I had Da Boyz all down (or at least in their rooms), I was in no mood for a date. Basically I just wanted a container of chocolate ice cream and a book.
(Except I'm having weight issues lately, too, which didn't help my mood at all. Anybody else gain a ton of weight with an IUD?! Even though you're denying yourself all kinds of goodness and exercise at ridiculous hours every. single. day?)
So when My Man was done with his meeting and ready for our Home Date extravaganza, I was pretty much
L
A
M
E.
Until he told me to put on my pajamas, let me complain for a few minutes, made me laugh, and reminded me that date nights are the sure-fire cure for the blahs.
(I'd temporarily forgotten.)
So fifteen minutes later, I was ready to rock our date night. In pajamas and pearls.
It was Art Night -
We busted out our supplies and painted our versions of our favorite Monets.
There's something so relaxing about painting, don't you think?
We also got all complicated and sketched each other's eyes, too.
So it was a success - there ain't nothin' like paint and laughter to chase away a bad bedtime ....
12 comments:
You rock, missy. I've had a lot of solo bedtimes lately while Matt's been studying for the bar and I HATE it. Makes me want to light a candle for single moms everywhere.
And if gradual weight gain over 4 years counts, then yes, me too.
I hear you, sister. It is no fun putting crazies to bed. Hooray for a good man who makes you laugh:)
Put me in the "gaining ridiculous amounts of weight with an IUD" club. Glad to know it's not just me. :-)
Happy to hear date night worked out in the end!
So glad you got past the blahs. I'm looking forward to the day when I feel like doing more than just going to bed at 8.
THAT is adorable! I GOTTA do that date with my hubders!
You and your husband get it. You just totally, completely get. it.
So, I blame the IUD, while I maybe should be blaming the cream cheese covered pasta, lemon cake and hot chocolate that I made. And that was just last week. . . .
I love you and your dates. And go Your Man for making you get out of your funk and have a fun time! That's what it's all about!
SO impressed with your date night creativity. And the painting too! Looks like fun. And you're still adorable in your pajamas. If that matters at all. :)
Nice work picasso! :)
I don't know DeNae but I totally agree with her.
Wow! You two have got some SKILLS!
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