Moms Gone Wild

My girls weekend was this past weekend in San Antonio. It was amazing. Wonderful. Relaxing. Hilarious. Fun. And so needed. We drank, we ate, we drank, we shopped, we sat at the pool, we drank, and some of us went swimming! We were all so relieved to be childless!!

These first shots are from the end of my weekend. Blogger doesn't like me, so they showed up first in my post and I'm too lazy to move them around. After Lisa and Lauren headed back to Austin, Amanda stuck around and we went to the San Antonio Botanical Gardens. They were amazing! I got some great shots and so did Amanda! Be sure to stop by her blog and check out the cactus garden shots she captured. My battery died before we got there, so I didn't get any and I was so disappointed. I tried not to pout!!

This is how a real photographer gets the good shots!

We drank

Alot

We went shopping at night with no kids!

We watched a wedding from the balcony at the hotel

We sat at the pool, and apparently Amanda flipped me off

We stayed in a hotel with cool architecture

We ate at old Mexican food institutions We were real classy with our drinks! Lisa made us these great cups!

We ate Taco Bell with our yummy drinks!

I gave Amanda a half Nelson

A good time was had by all! The only mishap was me losing my car keys. In San Antonio. And I never found them. I have NO idea where they are. Amanda helped me retrace every step looking for them. Lisa was on her way back to Austin and pulled over to search her car. No luck. No keys. Oh well. It was still an amazing, wonderful, needed weekend with some of my best friends in the whole wide world.

Thanks Lauren, Lisa, and Amanda for hanging with me :)

Give me a break

In the, oh, past 2 months it's became painfully obvious to me that I need a break. I know, some of you may be laughing and thinking, 'hey, she lives in paradise, has amazingly awesome kids, a great job at home, and a strapping husband who's only home on weekends.' Yes, yes, all of that and more is true, but come on, give me a break! I do live in paradise, but the closest real grocery store is 75 miles away; my kids are awesome, but lately they're pretty much on my last nerve; I have a great job at home, but with all the distraction in my mind, it's been hard lately; my husband is quite strapping, and well, he's quite strapping! HA!

So about 2 weeks ago I had a meltdown of epic proportions. This meltdown consisted of me being totally bitchy all weekend and then finally breaking down in weepy sobs realizing that I need a break. I need some peace and quiet. I need to not be needed. For just a couple of days. REAL soon. Or else.

The strapping husband was more than happy to oblige. Shit, he fell all over himself trying to come up with remedies to the situation, because he loves me that much and wants to make sure my mental health stays intact. Okay, he didn't really fall all over himself, but he was quite open to the whole get mommy outta here gig.

So the remedy? A weekend away! A weekend that started out as just me holed up in a hotel with curtains drawn, ear plugs in, and a sleep mask on. Ahhhh, sleep. Quiet, peaceful, uninterrupted sleep. But who the hell wants to do that with an entire childfree weekend? Not moi! So I called in some reinforcements. Namely Lisa. Yep, she's my go to girl when it comes to fun, but most of the time it's either here or there and never in between. And more often than not (okay, who am I kidding, ALWAYS) there is a child hanging off of one or both of us. Literally. Well not this time (insert maniacal laugh here)!

Bring on the girls weekend. This weekend. In San Antonio. A nice hotel with a pool. Optional shopping and dining out. Mandatory drinking and silliness. Maybe some sleep, maybe not. But there will definitely be fun and lots of it. And NO kids. None at all. Yippppeeee!

Wanna know what other decision I made during my I-never-have-one-second-to-myself-ever meltdown? I'm going to Blogher alone. NO kids. Not a one. And so is Lisa. And we cannot wait.

Hit the road

I've spent the better part of the evening GLADLY addressing Christmas cards for my hubby's business. My hand is very tired, but that's okay. He has lots of clients, and that's a good thing.

Earlier today he asked me what I wanted for Christmas. Yeah, we're real romantic like that. I told him I wanted to go to Indiana to see Beth. He said, "done!" I was all like, "FOR REAL?"

Of course I was already sitting on the couch with my laptop, ruby, so I jumped online and emailed Beth. I told her that all I wanted for Christmas was her. Isn't that so goofy and cheesy? But it's true! So we agreed on a weekend and I found a flight and was giddy with the price, until I got to the page where I have to pay and realized that the price I'd seen was for ONE WAY. And then my heart skipped a couple of beats. Because I'm actually buying 2 tickets, one for me and one for BJ (thank God Mia doesn't need a seat yet!) So the price I thought was so awesome, was actually only half of the actual price. No wonder it was such a good stinking deal. Sheesh.

So then I looked over the monitor at Brian, the husband who had gladly handed me his credit card 5 minutes earlier to book the awesome deal of a flight, and said, um, honey......it's actually twice as much as I thought. (fingers crossed) He looked at me and I must have looked wildly insane completely heartbroken because he said, "if it's what you really want for Christmas, then go ahead." Wow. He's really, really good to me, don'tchathink?

Right then and there I decided that for the next year month week, I'd gladly do anything he asks. (It's a good thing he's only home on the weekends, right!) Plunge the toilet that BJ just clogged with poop and TP? No problem! Address a gagillion Christmas cards? Sure! Wipe Mia's snotty nose AGAIN? Love to! Clean the grout with a toothbrush? I'm on it!

A little bit later I was on the phone with Lisa planning and scheming our next trip to Austin, the week between Christmas and New Years. We were trying to decide if we might actually be able to sneak out of the house for a dinner sans kids for the first time in oh, forever. Seriously, I don't think Lisa and I have ever dined without kids. EVER. Okay, maybe once, but I don't really remember it because we were probably both drunk. With JOY, y'all. Drunk with joy. Gosh, get your minds out of the gutter.

Our conversation moved along to the girls trip we hope to take in 2009. The trip that hinges on both of us being done breastfeeding our kids and NOT being pregnant. My goodness. One of us has been breastfeeding or pregnant for the past 2 years and it's really cramped our ability to do anything without a kid(s) attached to us in some way. So, of course, we have no idea when this trip will take place, but girls can plan and dream right? Sometimes it just helps you get through the day when you know that the big, bright lights of Las Vegas are at the end of the tunnel. Did I say Las Vegas? Mmmmm-hmmmm. At least that's the plan for now. Moms in Vegas. Dangerous. We've already decided while we're there to pretend like no one's ever called us Mommy.

And that leads me to Blogher. Which happens to be in Chicago. Very near to Beth. So not only will I get to see Beth, and hopefully Crooked Eyebrow and Stephanie, and Sarah and Arianne in January (SQUEAL!), I'll also get to see them in July. Ohmygosh. Just pop me now. And with any luck, Lisa will join us in July, and probably even Amanda and Melissa. Seriously, in the words of Beth, I just might DIE. I'm feeling pretty McDreamy.

So, 2009 is shaping up to be the best year ever for me. I seriously don't think I need to make any resolutions except to have fun, enjoy my friends, and travel safely! Oh, and kiss my husband alot.

It's going to be a busy week

We have water. After being without water for 24 hours (ugh and gross) we finally have water tonight. Just not much pressure. We're trying to figure out if it's just air in the lines or what. I did take a shower, but it took me 10 minutes to get the shampoo out of my hair. We basically have a trickle, folks, a mere trickle. Hopefully it will be better in the morning. All y'all city folks with water that just appears out of your faucets, be thankful. Be very, very thankful. All this water mess is enough to put anyone in the nuthouse, add a newborn and rowdy 4 year old, a major lack of sleep, no bath and dirty dishes to the mix, and I should be hanging with Brittney Spears right about now. The shower made me step back from the ledge though. And the fact that my kids are both sleeping.

Oh and today my mom came in from Houston for a visit. She'll be here all week. I'm grateful for the extra set of hands, believe me. And then after she leaves on Friday, Lisa, Amanda, and Lauren will cruise in for our girls only, scrapbooking and wine drinking fest. I can't wait!! Of course Mia, my 8 week-old (tomorrow!) will be hanging with us since she's still attached to my chest for a good part of the day. But hey, she's can party with the best of them. She is my girl after all!!

So I don't know how much I'll be blogging this week. I think we'll be spending most of our time outside (weather permitting) on BJ's new play ground and taking some nice long hikes.

Speaking of weather, Brian mentioned we might have snow here this week?! I'll have to look into that and make sure it's not going to interfere with the aforementioned drinking and scrapbooking fest. I'll be pissed if it does. Especially after all the coordination Lisa put into it!!