It started of simply enough. A Saturday filled with activity. Not suprising if you remember the fact that both my kids are in softball, and dance.
I took Mo to her t-ball game at 11:00. Mr. Moogie took Chickie to Folkston for her double header. The first game started at 10:00, the second started at 12:30. Folkston is about a 40 minute drive from our house, but from the t-ball field you need to add about another 20 minutes.
I promised Chickie that I would be there for at least part of the second game.
The t-ball game went longer than expected. They normally last an hour. You do the math. I got there at the congratulatory hand shake at the end of the second game.
She was, understandably, pissed. Luckily it didn't last.
I took the kids (no we weren't finished yet) to Walmart. First I got them something to eat, because they were starving, and, you know, I never feed them. We picked up a present for Chickie who was attending a slumber party that night (ok, one kid down). While we were there, we also picked up another present for Mo, who was attending a birthday party Sunday afternoon.
When I got home, we got a telephone call from one of Mo's friends Mom's, wanting to know if Mo could spend the night Saturday night.
YES.A.KID.FREE.NIGHT.NO.GUILT!
It can't get much better than that. I forgot about Murphy. He's got a nasty habbit of showing up when you least expect it.
Both of us took one girl, and dropped them off at their destination for the evening, and came home. We both kind of stood in the garage for a bit and stared at each other.
Without further ado, here is how you go on a date, sans kids:
1. Stand in the garage asking each other what you want to do for the evening.
2. After numerous responses such as "I don't know, what do you want to do", decide you want to go out to dinner. The kind where you don't put your order down at the counter, and they don't ask "Do you want fries with that? Biggie size?"
3. Sit down on couch and stare at the ceiling, noting how quiet it is.
4. Decide you better get a move on if you want to eat before midnight.
5. Get in the car and realize you have no idea where you want to go.
6. Toss ideas back and forth until you get to the freeway.
7. Make decision. Get off at the correct exit.
8. Change your mind.
9. Choose to go to restaurant in St. Simon's Island, a 45 minute drive.
10. Finally reach your destination after being "temporarily confused" (read lost) about your location.
11. Find out there is a 60 minute wait when you go to sign in.
12. Look at each other and realize it doesn't matter because you don't have to be home at any certain time.
13. Have a drink while waiting for a table, complete with a conversation in complete sentences, that has nothing to do with children.
14. Order and consume a wonderful meal, while continuing conversation.
15. As you are finishing meal, get call on cell phone (it's 10:00) from the mother of the friend your daughter is staying at.
16. Listen to mother tell you daughter has a bad stomach ache and has been sleeping and now seems to have a fever.
17. Pay bill, make drive back to the house in which your daughter is at.
18. Find daughter asleep, and when you wake her up to get to the car, she is miserable.
19. Wonder in the back of your mind if she has appendicitis because nothing has come out of either end, she has a fever and is rubbing the area of which her appedix in located. She tells you it's sore.
20. Go home, give child Motrin, and tuck her in bed.
I'm happy to say that it must have been a bug, or something left over from when she was sick a few days ago. She seems none worse for the wear and is full of piss and vinegar.
Needless to say, we are thinking that we will no longer attempt to have a night out on our own for a while.
It's best if we just keep the kids with us.
Comments
I spent all of yesterday in Brunswick and St. Simons working! I ate a great sandwhich at a place called the Yum Yum shop off of Frederica road.
Date nights are necessary, but its always good when the kids come home!
Posted by: Suzanne at April 26, 2005 07:14 PM