On the way home from walking Ransom over to day-care I was bopping around to JJ’s “Escapade,” (i.e. c’mon baby let’s get away, save our troubles for another day, come go with me, we got it made, let me take you on escapade, let’s go!”) I started getting excited for this weekend!
This weekend my wonderful in-laws are taking Ransom camping allowing Dave & I to have some time alone before the hurricane baby comes.
Dave is so excited & has been asking me everyday what on earth we could do for a whole weekend.
My initial thoughts were of course…
- “Let’s fly to Miami & frolic on the beach! Warm sun AND warm water, who woulda thunk it?” (This is why I loathe MI).
- And then I thought “How about couples massages & a day at the mall while I get an all new Fall wardrobe!”
- “How about a big dinner at a fancy restaurant with dessert too?”
- Or, “a movie for each day of the weekend with a giant tub of popcorn and the largest box of Reces Pieces money can buy!”
I didn’t voice any of these out loud, because frankly it was too depressing to consider that we cannot afford even one movie with a giant tub of popcorn let alone any of my other grandiose ideas.
I realized I’ve been avoiding talking to Dave about our options and totally moping about it once we realized we have maybe $20 to give to this glorious amount of time & freedom. Anything we spend more than that is just plain old irresponsible. Sigh.
But then my good friend, Jess wrote this great blog post about how her & hubby made their own fantastic dinner, took it out somewhere beautiful & had a wonderful & inexpensive date. I felt appropriately rebuked. She’s right, we don’t need to drop $100 (or more) to have fun together.
I was thinking maybe for one night we could go get some groceries & make a really great meal from Top Secret Restaurant Recipes 2 & then take it to a park or something. I’m not feeling exactly up to this energy-wise but I’m sure we’d have a lot of fun doing this.
SO good!
I was also thinking about maybe a long walk on the beach at South Haven. (A beautiful beach on Lake MI about .30 minutes from our house). Of course, we wouldn’t get in & we could pretend it’s Miami if we try real hard. And, well there’s that whole issue of me being able to walk for 25 minutes tops before feet, ankles, belly, pelvis & quads feel like hell.
Or we could go to Q’Doba which we both love & you don’t tip there! 
We could also make our own popcorn, buy Reces-Pieces from Wal-Mart & rent 3 movies. I mean, let’s just be honest here, I’m 36 weeks pregnant, all I really want to do is SIT.
But, thanks to Jess, I am going to absolutely make the best of this weekend & quit being a stupid, little spoiled American brat, snot head who thinks money is the only way to have a good weekend with my loving & adoring husband.
If I’m not blogging, friends were having a good time & don’t call! 
