I went on a date with my husband. G went to Mimi's and played with his almost 3-yr old cousin ALL DAY Saturday.
And was completely spoiled by it. On Sunday - he kept making me play with him. Like it's the NEW THING.
"Look for clues with me"
"fight bad guys with me"
"quit reading People and get off your lazy ass and entertain me, dammit"
(ok he didn't say that but we was thinking it)
Anyway - a date. With just Chris and I. for HOURS.
We saw The Devil Inside - it sucked ass.
We shopped at the mall - I got a new purse. Woot.
Then we got confused about what to do next. That's all we know - movie, shop, eat.
We ended up at the casino. We each had $20. Chris walked out with none and I walked out with $20.01 - I'm awesome like that.
We discussed what we would do during a zombie apocolypse. I decided that I'm not gonna make it. We'd have to grow our own food. And eat out of cans. And no Wi-Fi.
I rely too much on the Man. I like the Man. The Man keeps me happy. The Man has Pei Wei.