We started off the weekend with a Friday night rave…for 4 year olds.
In the middle of this music blaring, black-light, moon bounce, birthday party, I received the following phone call from my son:
Collin: Hey mom, I have a question. Wait…why’s it so loud?
Me: SPEAK UP! WHAT?
Collin: I HAVE A QUESTION. CAN WE ADOPT ANOTHER DOG? THE PAPER SAYS IT’S AN ASIAN POODLE WITH ASIAN RELATED PROBLEMS.
Me: AN ASIAN POODLE WITH ASIAN RELATED PROBLEMS? WHAT ARE ASIAN RELATED PROBLEMS? (other mothers are now looking at me.)
Collin: I’M NOT SURE. BUT GRANDMOM THINKS IT MEANS IT POOPS A LOT. AND HERE’S THE BEST PART…IT’S FREE! CAN WE ADOPT IT, PLEASE?
Me: NO!
Collin: WHY NOT?
Me: *end call*
Music blaring, blinded by strobe lights, and my son screaming, “Can we adopt an Asian poodle with Asian related problems?”
I’ve never tried LSD but I imagine it’s a lot like those 2 minutes.
*Turns out, it was an aging poodle with aging related problems. Well, that makes more sense.
On Saturday, I had my hair highlighted:
and Brian said, “It doesn’t look like your natural color.” Trust me, I’d be pissed if I spent $100 and it did.
Then, after rotating the couch cushions, we spent the rest of the rainy day sitting on the couch, eating, and trying to ignore this:
Sunday was our 12 year wedding anniversary! My mom and dad offered to babysit so that Brian and I could enjoy a romantic dinner together at a nearby marina. But first, everyone had to get ready.
I applied whore-y eye makeup for the occasion, as I’ve forgotten how to do romantic.
And Ana…well Ana’s going through a clothing phase at the moment. She’ll pick 1 dress and wear it day after day until I pull it from her screaming, crying body and throw it in the wash. It’s not so bad when she clings to a cute dress, it actually saves us time…but then there’s this:
When we dropped her off, my dad asked, “Did she jump a clown for that outfit?”
Later that night, while the kids were in bed, Brian brought the fire pit onto the deck.
Let me ask you this- Did something ever happen, making you question all the decisions that led you to that moment? And did you think about how you’d explain those decisions to the Fire Marshall when he arrived?
A fire on our wooden deck, next to our cedar house with cedar roof, was not our best idea. But besides the occasional flare ups, it was pretty relaxing and a great way to end our anniversary. We’ll probably do it again tonight.
How was your weekend?
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