All last week, my eldest had been complaining of a few ailments which I just semi eyerolled and chalked up as him being his normal hypochondriac self. Friday morning, the school nurse called and told me one of his teachers thought he was a little off. And so, with gritted teeth, I said we would pick him up. Took him to the doctor and it turns out he has strep. Oh. I’m really in the running for Mother of the Year now, people. And so, my weekend started off with a bang! Our Saturday plans were thrown (happens often), since I now needed to keep the kiddo under quarantine for 24 hours. However, that didn’t prevent me from heading out to 619 Cantina with Darcel on Saturday night! The food was great, and the Olde Towne area is really beautiful, but unfortunately, quite empty on a Saturday. We plan to go back for a photo walk soon.

mother's day
My Sunday was quite full and started with me having a fit because my breakfast wasn’t ready when I woke up. I’m not proud, but I actually am a shrew at times. Working on it. Soon after, I received some cards, and my gift from hub, the special edition of Domino! I was a huge fan of the magazine and have most of the old issues, so I flat out told the entire family that the mag was what I wanted. I hadn’t been able to find it, so I was thrilled. L won’t give up his source though. I also received a beautiful spider plant from Finch.

We decided to go down to the boardwalk which was wasn’t very crowded, surprisingly. We made our way over to the Monster Truck rally which hub had taken the boys to the year before. They love monster trucks. It was too loud for the baby (and me), so we left and decided to surprise my mother-in-law by visiting her. Doesn’t sound like a huge deal, but I have a…contentious relationship with my in-laws and before yesterday hadn’t ever been to their new house. L and the kids go there semi-regularly. I played nice and I know it made hub happy that we all went, and MIL happy that she could spend Mother’s Day with her family. We spent hours chatting, blowing bubbles, playing stick ball, eating good food and otherwise doing what families do. We all had a great time and came home and fell into bed. The end! How was your weekend?


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Blerd by the beach with a tiny garden, a bunch of kids, and a sense of humor.
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6 Responses to Weekending

  1. Anna says:

    That’s always how it goes for me. I get paranoid something is wrong and it’s nothing. But then when I think my kid is being melodramatic then there ends up being something legitimately wrong. Ugh. Well I hope he’s feeling better. Sounds like you still had a pretty good weekend. 🙂

  2. See you are a saint. I am glad your Mother’s Day went well. I can’t believe Old Towne would be empty on a Saturday. Wow. I understand the grumps; I totally get that way myself. Hope your little one is much better soon!

  3. Darcel says:

    Wow. I am very impressed and proud of you! Laughing because you were upset that your breakfast wasn’t ready. I’ll give you the low down on my Mother’s Day next time I see you. Not ready to put that online just yet..haha. Yay for getting your magazine. I bet you were so surprised. Love the pic of you and the kids. Samuel would’ve loved seeing those big trucks.

    I had so much fun Saturday night! That was much needed. Looking forward to doing it again. Next time we should invite LaToya.

  4. choosing to spend time with your mil totally wipes away the strep throat incident. so yay! you are still in the running for mother of the year 😉

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