This is what I'm wondering...
I know I need to be typing about my children. And don't get me wrong...I love my children. I adore them, actually. I'm so in love with them it hurts, if you want to know the truth...reminds me of how I used to feel when Brian and I were engaged. Like the "love" is still so new and precious...I need to do everything I can to capture and preserve it in time.
Anyway, they are incredible, my boys. They are me, they are Brian, they are all the things I love about the two of us....in human form.
And yet all I can think about tonight, is the fact that I am silly from too many margaritas.
Brian and I decided to have some tonight...he put Benjamin to bed while I ran up to Sarah's for a bit (up the street...not too far, as I brought a road soda with me) and now I'm home enjoying some marital bliss...with cocktails. Love Fridays with Brian. Here is our tradition: he gets off of work, we all go to Meijer (OMG...never knew it could be so fun till I had kids), come home, B and J and I play outside, Brian puts the groceries away, we both tackle dinner, baths, bedtime, and then Brian and I delve into some cocktails and hang out. Some nights it's the oh-so-typical Law and Order re-runs, others it's "Real Time With Bill Maher"...others it's just plain ol' junk, like "The Soup" on E!
Anyway, tonight I'm buzzed. Crazy stupid. And I have no one to apologize to for it...just my sweet Brian to thank for it. And the funny thing is that I'm the first to blame for bitching about my hubby and the silly, frustrating habits he has...he is not, by any means, the perfect husband. But shit...who am I kidding? I'm a pain in the ass. A complete and total pain in the arse. High-maintenance extroadornaire.
But I like to think that I'm worth it...I know HE is. And what I love most is that we're able to laugh about it all together. Tonight I made some off-hand comment about something my mom had done that annoyed me, and Brian was like--"Yeah...I don't know anybody like that..."
I know I need to be typing about my children. And don't get me wrong...I love my children. I adore them, actually. I'm so in love with them it hurts, if you want to know the truth...reminds me of how I used to feel when Brian and I were engaged. Like the "love" is still so new and precious...I need to do everything I can to capture and preserve it in time.
Anyway, they are incredible, my boys. They are me, they are Brian, they are all the things I love about the two of us....in human form.
And yet all I can think about tonight, is the fact that I am silly from too many margaritas.
Brian and I decided to have some tonight...he put Benjamin to bed while I ran up to Sarah's for a bit (up the street...not too far, as I brought a road soda with me) and now I'm home enjoying some marital bliss...with cocktails. Love Fridays with Brian. Here is our tradition: he gets off of work, we all go to Meijer (OMG...never knew it could be so fun till I had kids), come home, B and J and I play outside, Brian puts the groceries away, we both tackle dinner, baths, bedtime, and then Brian and I delve into some cocktails and hang out. Some nights it's the oh-so-typical Law and Order re-runs, others it's "Real Time With Bill Maher"...others it's just plain ol' junk, like "The Soup" on E!
Anyway, tonight I'm buzzed. Crazy stupid. And I have no one to apologize to for it...just my sweet Brian to thank for it. And the funny thing is that I'm the first to blame for bitching about my hubby and the silly, frustrating habits he has...he is not, by any means, the perfect husband. But shit...who am I kidding? I'm a pain in the ass. A complete and total pain in the arse. High-maintenance extroadornaire.
But I like to think that I'm worth it...I know HE is. And what I love most is that we're able to laugh about it all together. Tonight I made some off-hand comment about something my mom had done that annoyed me, and Brian was like--"Yeah...I don't know anybody like that..."
My eyes got big as quarters and I totally laughed, because he was right. Keeps me in check, he does. Love that. If anyone else in my life ever did that I'd probably hire a hit on them...but when Brian does it, I completely and sheepishly tie my tail between my legs and beg forgiveness.
Don't tell anyone.
Annnnnyyyyyywayyyy...
My boys are so unbelievably beautiful...and I'm ever aware of how much this has to do with Brian. In every way...
Ok.
I'm silly.
And I'm most definitely out for now.
My boys are so unbelievably beautiful...and I'm ever aware of how much this has to do with Brian. In every way...
Ok.
I'm silly.
And I'm most definitely out for now.
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