When you go back to your hometown, it's like you go back to a different life. That said, it was weird enough when Joe went back to Rolla this weekend to visit with friends and attend parts of his 10 year high school reunion. I stayed home because this was primarily a reunion for him and two of his best friends. Also, I had no desire to attend his high school reunion. I have since rethought that decision, as Joe got black out drunk at the reunion, and I couldn't reach him for a bit (he'd asked me to). Some sort of combination of gin and tonics beforehand and then a bartender who at the reunion admitted to having a childhood crush on him and thus giving him free drinks to....celebrate the admission of her crush? And then in the days since, I've seen him in pictures on FB hanging out with folks at the reunion, etc.
It makes me wish I'd been there first and foremost to be out as a couple, socializing together because I don't think we've done enough of that lately. We have absolutely got to find more opportunities to do that. It would be helpful if we didn't live here because this place is a shithole, but what can ya do. Second, my presence would have also prevented the whole blackout college style drinking he stumbled into, though I'd rather not be his damn babysitter. However, I'm pretty sure his hangover cured him of ever doing that again, as did me yelling at him, "WHAT IF SOMETHING HAD HAPPENED TO MADDIE, AND I NEEDED TO REACH YOU???????" Last of course, I could have given that bartender the evil eye. Or, drink the free drinks Whatever.
It's been insanity here by myself. Though I came so very close to committing a never before over-the-phone murder, I'm glad Joe is coming home. Single parenthood isn't my favorite. Also, I was desperately trying to unpack the rest of our boxes and get the house cleaned for the Croat's arrival this week. Until I realized today that she's coming next week. Can you tell I'm burning out at life? I need a vacation. A true vacation. Google "Iceland Blue Lagoon Spa." I want to go to there. But seriously. I couldn't be more excited for the Croat to be visiting next week.
Oh yeah - Maddie took her first couple steps today!!! I was so excited, yet bummed because Joe wasn't here. I didn't discourage her because she was working so hard, but I didn't encourage her, despite REALLY, REALLY wanting to because I felt like I should wait for Joe. Poor Joe. He missed it. It was in the evening too when he'd be well off work for the day. She just kept pushing up and standing on her own, waiting, balancing, falling, repeating. (This after she's been surfing around the edges of the furniture for months and months.) Then after she found her balance, she start to pivot her feet. I immediately texted Joe, and as I was doing that, she took two steps toward me and then fell into my arms. We were both so excited and squealing. She knew she'd done something pretty great. Later in the night she took a few more single steps. I tried to explain to the dogs that their world will now truly be ending, and I think they're starting to get it. Ha. Man, I can't wait for tomorrow evening so we can all "walk" with Maddie together. Awesome day for parenting!
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Black out drunk doesnt sound so bad until you're feeling like you got hit by semi-truck the next morning, ugh. Sucks.
Congratulations to Maddie on taking her first few steps, that's so awesome. I love it when babies are just learning to balance themselves & are all wobly. Too cute.
Exactly. I don't think I'll have to worry about him buying gin anytime soon. I can't imagine how he smelled the next day.
Thanks for the congrats! It's really cool. I'm hoping for a repeat tonight when Joe's home from work. I'm ready to video and everything. Walk, baby, walk!
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