Friday, September 26, 2008

What Do You Get When You Cross Kiwi With Sugar & Caffeine?

(To get the appropriate "feel" for this post try reading it super fast with no pauses and quick rambly like a teenage girl talks. That is the way it is coming out of my head.)

My sister in law took my kids for a play date this evening. Wanting to take full advantage of the situation I decided I did not want to cook dinner and we should go out to eat. The conversation went something like this...Oh, wait let me set the scene first. I look like a wench, because I did not get a shower or time to brush my hair or put on make up before offering up my self to babysit for a friend all day while she sat in the ER with her husband (a whole other post). JC has done yard work and was at the time reclined in his desk chair zoned into a replay.

Me-"I'm hungry. We have no kids, if I shower and make myself presentable, do you want to go out? What sounds good?"

JC-"A glass of ice water."

I get his water and head off to the shower, do my hair, make up and get dressed, it took me 20 minutes. (Like I said, I was hungry!)

Return to the office.

JC-"What are you dressed up for?"

Me-"I said, I'm hungry! I need to eat. I am going, do you want to come or should I bring you home something?"

JC-"Oh. No I will go. Where do you want to go because I'm not dressed up and I'd need a shave...."

Me-"I'll give you thirty minutes then I'm leaving with or without you!"

He took forty, but I was feeling generous so I waited. Tell me how I was able to shower, shave, dry and straighten my hair, apply make up and be ready in twenty and all he had to do was shower and shave I even got his clothes out for him! and it took him twice as long. This is typical for us. He is soooo slow. He always makes us late. Drives me crazy. I can have myself and all four boys completely ready for church on time and he will be late. Anyway, I am off topic. We went to the Elephant Bar. We totally over ate and even had dessert. It was tasty! That was the extent of our "date". We came home and he turned on his computer. I called my SIL to tell her we were home if she was ready to unload kids and I heard the most wonderful words ever uttered...

SIL-"Can the kids stay for a sleep over?"

Me-"What, all four of them?" *crossing fingers*

Her-"Yes, if that's okay."

Me-"Sure, I will bring their things by later."*dancing a jig o' joy!*

Then I retired to the driveway to talk with my BFF. Where I talked a mile a minute because at dinner I had some three Pepsi, and it was not even diet and for dessert it was a slice giant slab of Mud Pie. Then while standing bouncing, sitting, swaying, pacing I ate devoured a few whole bag of my favorite cookies. Can you say caffeine and sugar high!! I was not even hungry for those cookies by the way. Why did I eat them then, you ask? Because I could. I could eat them with out interruption. I could eat them and not have eight grubby fists in the bag. I could eat them and savour every bite. if I had not inhaled them because I was WIRED! Woo hoo! It has been a good night. Unfortunately it is continuing to be a good night. My sugar high and caffeine induced mania has not subsided, nor do I expect it will for many, many more hours. Tomorrow, I will pay dearly for this. The kids will be home by eight. They have Primary Program practice at 10. I have boxes of apples that need to be turned into all manor of appley deliciousness tomorrow. (more on the apple picking experience when I can manage to brave Wally World to have the film developed and put on disc) I am not sure I how well I am going to be functioning come tomorrow! Oh snap, it is tomorrow!

I am like a teenager who's parents leave them alone for the first time over night. You see, this is only the second time since we've had kids that we have been childless all night. That is twice in eight years! The first time was last weekend when JC's sister took the kids for a night. You remember, that other romantic night we had together. Yeah, I am not quite sure what happens to me when the kids are gone, but I pretty much get that "woo hoo no rules" feeling that teenagers get when mom and dad leave. Watch out it's a crazy partaaaay over here! I was really having more fun when my BFF was awake. Too bad she had to go to bed. She said something about being in the ER all day, kids being home, responsibilities, yada yada....

I think my sugar high just crashed...zzzzzzzzzzzz! *drooling on the keyboard*


Beyla said...

aaaahahahaha... have I mentioned I love your blog? I do. I really, really do!! At least you had someone to let all that sugarhighness out on, I was allllll alooooone last night, and will be for the rest of the weekend! It is no fun when all alone! Says the one without 4 kids.. ;) The worst part is, now you made me get cravings (see how it's all your fault and my sweet tooth has nothing to do with it?) for that mud pie.. I haven't had a slice in years and years!! Not by choice of course. We simply don't have them in Norway, I can't fly to the states every time I get junk food cravings. even though that too would be a wonderful idea when I come to think of it... Hmmm! Enjoy your night of freedom - you've earned it!! ;)

Lynnie said...

My husband and I went on a belated honeymoon this year--without the kids! It was fantastic. We had our kids sort of early in our relationship so we didn't get a lot of free-spirited time together. I was mostly surprised by how much I swore. I'm not usually a swearing kind of girl, but take away the kids and I end up with an R-rated mouth like I've never experienced. Luckily, the thrill or being able to use adult words wore off after a couple days and I returned home able to speak decently to my preschoolers.