When the Husband’s Away..

The wife will sleep. Ha! No, the littles miss Daddy, the 14 yr old misses him but mainly because he feels inclined to step up and help me out. Which is wonderful! I told him to keep his room door open to listen for the 1 yr old who was zoned out on his at-the-moment favorite show Cars: Mater’s Tales while I took my shower.  I’d just put the 3 & 4 yr olds to bed (not asleep yet) and knew it was now or never tomorrow (when my husband was expected back). So the 14 yr old happily volunteered (on his own y’all) to “watch” baby boy while I showered, he “watched” and played a little longer on his cell phone football game (wink).

Well, I waited for my Beloved to call and watched Mansfield Park, though I thought I’d seen it before. I had, but realized it a little past the beginning, so kept on watching. Love BBC films, they are always so tragically romantic. A lot like real life, I guess.

He called, we talked for a minute. Then he had to go settle down for bed and said he’d call me back. So back to my date with Mansfield Park I went. Then he called again, the only welcome interruption during my BBC shows. Then back to finish my show. A little, sleepy eyed cutie pie popped up rubbing his eyes, from his little bed in our room.  He joined me and fell back asleep next to me. It was around 1:30a I decided to call it a night.

So, I could have went to sleep a little early. But where’s the fun in that?

Happy he’s coming back soon.

Good day!


Zumba.. Me?!

Yep. Let me get this out there. I CANNOT dance. So, I DO NOT dance. Rarely. If I do, it’s being silly with my littles (who are currently 1 yr old, 3 yrs old and 4 yrs old. My 14 yr old doesn’t even see me dance anymore, he’s too old, lol.

If you looked like this when you dance, well I guess you wouldn’t either.

Well, my dearly beloved husband got us a Y membership a few days ago. We’ve gone 2x now as a family, because it’s rare I go many places on my own with the littles in tow. It’s just so much work, especially during the Winter. All of the bundling up just gets to me.

My dear friend, who I met at a MOPs event, recently moved near where we live, also has a Y membership. So, we decided to bundle up the kiddos (she has a pink bun in the oven and a 1 yr old daughter) and meet at the Y. While there, walking side by side on treadmills, I met a new friend.

I complimented her hair because as a recent Natural (love her perspective on this “movement”), it’s nice to see someone of curliness else living as our Creator made us. Anyway, she gestured she was not hearing. So, I mustered up some courage, and finger spelling skills I’d learned back in 7th/8th grade with a friend’s encouragement and signed, “I can finger spell”. And we “talked” for the rest of my treadmill walk! My dear friend I met up with was graciously patient as I got to know my new friend a little better. THAT was the 1st real workout of the day. I was sweating by the end of my 30 minute treadmill session, but mainly from fingerspelling. Actually, from reading her hands because my brain processed that a lot slower than me finger spelling to her for some reason. It was awesome! I told her my friend was going to do the Zumba class and I was going to tag along and “try” it. She told me she did but walked out because she can’t hear it and it was too fast. Well, she went in there and tried again! Her Aunt was there, an older lady, doing the Zumba too.

I Zumba’d. For an ENTIRE hour! But I had a great time! And just MIGHT go back for some more of this, lol!