We had a rather nice weekend.
I had horrible cramps and back pain all day Friday, so by the time I got home from work I was in a horrendous mood and exhausted by the time the kids were in bed. Friday nights are "us" nights and we usually end up watching a movie and sharing popcorn and an adult beverage or two, but this time we couldn't decide what to do and just lounged around and ended up going to bed a little earlier.
Saturday I was gifted with sleeping in until about 9 a.m.. I haven't done that in years! SS didn't have a football game, so we were just putzing around all morning. After lunch we headed out for some fun at Chuck-3-Ch33s3's and then stopped for gelatis on the way home. I had dinner cooking the crockpot, so we had an early dinner of italian crockpot chicken with fun spiraly pasta at 4 p.m., then went to a music fest at my church. Then SS had to be taken to his mom's house and we came back home and did our normal Saturday night routine.
Yesterday was choir Sunday at church, so I had to get DD and DS and myself ready for early rehearsal. My parents surprised me with a conductor's baton before practice started.
Coolest thing ever!
I'm a such a nerd. I got so excited about that little plastic stick. I had been using an ink pen or a pencil. I don't know why but the singers pay attention to those better than my hands, but I think the novelty of the baton made them pay even better attention. It probably helps that I got carried away playing around with it: pointing it at people like a magic wand, swinging it through the air and making swooshing sword noises, pretending like it would fly out of my hand and whack someone if they weren't watching me, tapping it on my music stand and clearing my throat like I'm important or something, etc.
No one can say choir practice isn't fun.
Anyway, I thought they did a really good job. It's pretty neat to think about how far we've come in the last year and a half.
SS was brought to church by his mother, which was good, and there was a lunch after service. Hubby had asked me to keep it a secret to SS, and I tried to do that, but I guess in Sunday School it was mentioned and SS was begging me to call his mom to see if he could stay.
Awkward...
After finding out that Hubby had already gotten a no from her (hence the secrecy), he did end up being able to stay and eat a plate a food really fast while she waited outside and I fixed a plate of dessert that he could take home and share with his mom.
I know this is weird, but I've encouraged Hubby and SS to invite her into the church. I don't care if SS sits with me. It's not a competition to see who is a better mother. She talks about how she gives up her time to let him attend. What better way to get that time back than to attend with him? She can even bring her boyfriend with her. She won't do it, though. I'm convinced it will change her entire life she'd just take the chance.
Anyway, I got a nice nap in the afternoon and we went out for my dad's birthday dinner later. Mmm...chinese food. Unfortunately, I was still full from lunch. Fortunately, it was a buffet, so I could pick little bits of a different stuff without overeating.
On the way home I brought up the subject of babies. I've been thinking a lot about it since Friday due to the last two weeks of whatever that was. I'm not convinced it was just in my head or wacky hormones because I still don't feel normal (though I'm gradually getting there) and this visit from AF doesn't seem normal either. He told me he was just thinking about it that afternoon, so it's pretty coincidental that I brought it up. We talked about fears and concerns and how we could go about it. We would be affected by this government shut-down, if it happens. Our plan for now is for me to call the doctor and get a new prescripition for my pills, since it expired, and I may or may not take it on Thursday. I guess we'll see what happens.
No breath-holding here.