Monthly Archives: October 2009

Me time

Yesterday I think Zale sensed that I was about to lose it. The girls have been on a screaming kick this week, things have been a  little tense with the teenager, the dogs are driving me crazy, I wasn’t able to go to my life group because of scheduling conflicts, etc. (Jill,  if you’re reading this, Noah wasn’t the cause, promise!) Zale stopped working around 2:30 and took the girls shopping, to the park, and to the green way to ride their bikes. I don’t know that I would even attempt to do that. Needless to say, I was very grateful. Noah took a nap while they were gone, I put the dogs up, and relaxed in the recliner for about an hour. It was so nice, but I still felt a bit on edge.

After Noah went home and we settled in for a typical evening I began to feel an even bigger need for some me time. So I asked Zale if he would mind taking care of everything while I rented a movie, got some food, and hid out in the bonus room for a couple of hours, completely ALONE. He’s such a wonderful and understanding husband that he immediately agreed and sent me on my way.

I really wanted some Mexican food and some Heavenly Hash frozen yogart. The Movie Gallery where we rent movies is in- between a wonderful Mexican restaurant and Kroger. But then I began to wonder how I could keep the food warm, the ice cream cold, and not spend a bunch of money. When I got to the shopping center I remembered that the Little Casear’s Pizza place just moved in that shopping center too. So as I’m getting my chick flick at Movie Gallery my game plan changed a bit. You know how they have the movie size candy at the movie rental places? I decided that would solve my sweet tooth, I could get a drink there too, and run into Little Caesar’s (where they have the pizza’s ready to sell and a large is only $5) for a pizza, and head back home. And that’s what I did. I got home with my pizza, candy (a package of Reese’s and Twix because I couldn’t decide which one I wanted, so I got both) a diet soda (diet instead of regular because if I’m going to consume a couple hundred empty calories I’d rather be chewing something, like chocolate) and a movie. I go to put the DVD in the player and discover that they didn’t take the security thing off so I couldn’t open the case. I started to get really frustrated about that, but decided I wasn’t going to let it ruin my alone time and got over it. Besides, there’s a microwave in the bonus room, so if my pizza got cold I could always  nuke it. I went back to the Movie store, where they fixed the problem right away, and then back home.

I had the perfect “me” night. Junk food and a movie with no interruptions. It was heavenly. But after the movie I realized I had probably consumed two days worth of calories in that two hours and started to feel a bit guilty about it. I got on the treadmill and walked a quick half mile before heading back down stairs.

I feel so refreshed, even today, as a result of that time. Thank you Zale, for making it possible! You rock! I was energized enough to get up early and walk another 1/2 mile this morning (even after very little sleep), as well as taking care of the dogs, vacuuming, and getting some laundry done. So husbands, if your wives are acting a bit stressed, it may just be that they need a couple of hours for themselves to do whatever they want to do. I’m quite sure she’ll appreciate it!

our little nudist

I’m not sure who she inherited this from, but Reagan is going through a phase where she could care less about clothes. Thankfully I’m able to keep her distracted enough (most of the time) so she forgets she can now undress herself. But then there are days like today when that’s not the case.

I knew it was going to be one of those days when it was a battle to get her clothes on this morning. Then, just a little bit ago, I stepped out into our front yard to take the dogs out. I was only out of the house for two minutes. I come back and Reagan is proudly prancing around the living room in just her diaper. A few very short minutes later, I’m changing Noah’s diaper (the 21 month old I watch during the week), I look over and see Griffin sniffing a discarded diaper on the floor. I realize that Reagan had gotten rid of her diaper and was now sitting quietly on her princess chair, watching TV, butt naked, as if nothing unusual was happening.

I was able to get her back in her diaper, but she’s still resisting clothes. Sigh. Oh wait, I was wrong…I just heard Hannah say, “Reagan, stop taking your diaper off!” Guess that’s my que.

we’re talking about what?

Last Tuesday night I had the pleasure of spending a couple of hours with some great ladies from church. There were six of us from our life group who got together to do a little pot luck dinner and enjoy each others company. I really needed it too. For the last few weeks I’ve felt a bit out of it and disconnected from people and life in general. It was good to have some girl time and truly laugh.

Now normally when we get together as a lifegroup we’re discussing a book, talking about our walks with God and life experiences. But this night was a bit different. Normally when you get a group of women together (at least it’s been my experience), the subject of sex always come up. But in this group with women who all have children, we end up talking about poop. Did you know there’s even a website dedicated to poop? And farts? I mean I guess there are websites that will tell you everything you need to know about anything, but I hadn’t ever met anyone before who had googled poop and fart. Especially a woman! I laughed so hard that I cried and tucked the web site information into the back of my brain because I figured Anthony (my 16 year old son) would get a kick out of it. As it turns out, he already knew about them. And I’m really not surprised.