the wife will play? well, sort of.
baldman left saturday for a graduation-present-vacation in california. he's not really had much time off for the past few years. and i've certainly had my share of quick trips to ny or nj. so i figured this was more than well-deserved.
in all honesty i've not "played" all too much. on saturday i worked outside, babysat, and partially cleaned the house. that night after the husband left i attended my first kentucky durby party and partook in my first ever mint julip. man, that's a serious drink! it was interesting to see what the horse races were all about. and the horses were certainly amazing to look at! i'd never really seen racing horses before. i obviously didn't have a favorite going in so i chose flying private because his name sounded so dirty. he came in last place. oh well, good thing i'm not a gambler.
the rest of the weekend i spent errand-running and working in the garden. a bunch of my seeds never sprouted (probably because i'm a really inconsistent waterer), so i bought some transplants of okra, yellow squash, green peppers, banana peppers, marigolds, and a few lantana to put in the garden.
i've also taken off work tomorrow. i have a few flex hours that i have to use. so i have my court case in the morning for the accident from april. and i plan to finish cleaning the house and get a facial in the afternoon (that's was a gift from my birthday that i've yet to use). so the facial is playing, right?
i was just talking with baldman on the phone and we were discussing how i don't really know how to relax and do nothing. i always long for free time to do nothing. but when i do nothing i'm constantly feeling guilty and thinking of the million things i should be doing. for the past few nights while the man is gone, i've been sitting down and either reading a book or catching episodes online of the office or 30 rock. it's been great to do that, but it's hard to enjoy fully when i feel like such a big, lazy fatty. eating a bowl of ice cream tonight didn't help too much on that front. and i had a beer with dinner.
i guess that's my idea of playing.
1 comment:
You are certainly your mother's daughter. I'm sorry I passed on those genes to you :{
Love you,
Ma
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