**Warning - This could possibly get very long. I just have so much to say!!**
Rob came to town this weekend, and it turns out that he seriously impacts my blogging. I just have no time to write or even read other blogs because of all of the snuggling on the couch that we have to fit in to make up for the 2 weeks that I haven't seen him!!
He decided to come in Thursday night, which made me super happy because it's an extra night of snuggling. Then, he had the nerve to wake up sick on Friday morning. I'm not talking a little cold, he was seriously sick. He even dragged his ass to the doctor that day because he felt so crappy. The doctor confirmed. Rob was seriously sick and given lots of medicine.
Apparently, I can't let anyone be sick on their own because I woke up Saturday feeling like crap. (God forbid someone has more attention than me!) It was like I suddenly got sympathy sick or something. Nothing was wrong with me, but I couldn't move because I felt so icky. Miraculously, it's Monday, and he's still sick but I'm totally fine. I'm starting to see a pattern that I'll be fine during the work week, then once the weekend hits, I'm plagued with all sorts of vague symptoms that ruin my weekend. So not awesome.
Even with the sickness all around, the weekend must go on.
Friday, I volunteered for Kaeli's school field trip. I generally don't get to volunteer for school stuff because of work, but it just so happened that the field trip fell on one of my Fridays off. (My company does the whole 9/80 thing, and I have every other Friday off. I don't know what I did before 3 days weekends came into my life.) The field trip was at the zoo, and it was a lot of fun. There is A LOT of parent participation at Kaeli's school so there were a lot of moms and dads there. I rode with a group of other moms I had never met before. They all had at least 3 kids (2 had like 5 kids) and looked shocked that I only had one. So shocked that these complete strangers asked if I was planning on having more. Maybe I'm crazy, but telling my life plan to strangers is weird for me (but that makes no sense because I tell the whole internet about my life...whatev...i'm a contradiction), and I get a little socially awkward when put on the spot. I think I mumbled something like "Um. I don't know. I guess it's possible. One is suiting me fine for now. Blah blah blah."
I was paired up with another mom and we had 5 girls to take around the zoo. I thought 5 girls was going to be super easy, but OMG was I wrong. Did y'all know that when girls get together they shriek? A lot. 3 out of the 5 of them cried (mine included) and by the end of the day I was totally exhausted. I did learn a lot about sea lions and koala bears, though. Did anyone else know that sea lions are not born knowing how to swim? Their mothers teach them. Isn't that nice? And koala bears sleep like 18 hours a day.
Then, Friday night was Halloween (duh!). Kaeli was Sharpay from HSM (another duh because we live and breath all things Disney). We went trick or treating with my friend and her kids. It's times like this that I wish I wouldn't have told certain real life friends about my blog because I really want to vent about something that happened. I'm pretty sure she doesn't read it, but I'll leave it at some drama went down with said friend's husband,and I'm still super pissed about it. I don't even want to look at him. I probably shouldn't still be mad. It's her life and all, but I can't help it. I feel like this was just the last straw on me trying to get along with him. Which sucks because I see them all the time. I know that I'm dramatic, but I really don't like drama. There's a total difference!
Saturday, Rob made this super awesome dinner (even though he wasn't feeling very well. Isn't that nice of him). He made spaghetti, and the sauce was from scratch. He didn't just pour it from a jar! Since, my kitchen skills are nonexistent, I'm so glad he's Italian and a super fantastic cook.
Then, he made me watch the Bond movie, Casino Royale. I seriously wanted to scratch my eyeballs out. That movie is 2 1/2 hours long, and I think 1 hour of it was totally pointless. I like a good action movie as much as the next girl, but this one was not good. It's like the movie makers were trying to break the Guinness Book of World Records on fight scenes and plot twists with no concern to how it affected the movie. He wants me to go and see the new one that's coming out it a couple of weeks, but I just don't think I can handle it. I might have to suggest that he has boys night for that movie!!
Hurray to those of you that made it to the end of the longest blog post ever!! I completely understand those of you who just skimmed and/or stopped halfway!!