I was going to write a post about how we went to our city’s Home and Garden Show on Saturday, but then it was about as dark and depressing as the show itself, so I spared you the details and deleted it. (Thankfully free tickets softened the blow) I came away feeling bad for the people working there…. This was slow economy in your face and it was not pretty.
I could tell you about how much I enjoyed the movie Secretariat, but then you will think I am a nerd, so I won’t. (I will say that I think I enjoyed it more because the hubby took our son to the store for gym clothes and shoes while I got to cuddle with the girls on the couch after a long and stressful work week)
I could tell you that trying to find a place to eat on a Saturday night at the end of January when everyone has cabin fever sucks, but I am sure you know this. I know you know this because we found a place in the middle of nowhere and got the very last table available (right by the continuously opening door and freezing window in full view of every single person waiting for their table in a prime location)
The girls giggled throughout dinner and I bit my tongue, because there were some really haggard mothers watching my every move. I thoroughly enjoyed my food because there were some really skinny women staring me down hungrily.
We even let the kids get Sundaes in spite of everyone who was timing our dinner. Thankfully the kids had their backs to the angry crowd of people wanting our table.
I could tell you how this is the third post I have attempted today. I am still in my pajamas. I am thinking of absolutely everything possible to do except clean the house. Even a game of Monopoly sounds more fun.
I could tell you that I am so happy it’s already almost noon on Sunday and I can’t WAIT for Monday, but I won’t because it is so not true…..
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