Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Two ships, passing in the night. . .

I wear many hats: mom, wife, supervisor, daughter, friend, manager, sister. Right now I am feeling the weight, the wonderful weight, of all of those roles. It seems the one that most easily suffers is the one that is my bedrock--the relationship with my husband. Whew. We aren't fighting. We aren't angry with each other. We aren't even disinterested with each other. We are simply busy. Busy trying to have a life outside of our small family, be quality parents and meet expectations at our respective jobs. We trade-off Elliott-duty and give each other a quick peck on our way out the door. Honestly, it's a bit disheartening. The good news is that we have not one, but two dates scheduled this weekend. Amazing that after months of not having even one date that we get TWO!

Date one will be the Rangers v. Boston Red Sox when we'll be sweating our asses off cheering the Rangers to victory (at least I will be). Woo hoo. Fireworks. It's a testament to Chris that I am going, because it's hella hot outside and sitting at a baseball game doesn't sound all that relaxing. . . but I will go and I will sweat and complain cheer!

Date two brings us to a 'Welcome Back to Texas' party in honor of our dear friends, Karen and Nathan, both of whom I have known for over 10 years. They have spent the past two years in the desert wastelands of Arizona and we will celebrate their return to the Promised Land by drinking beer. Beer and grilling. It's basically everything that defines Nathan wrapped up in one evening: beer, meats, and having a wonderful time with friends.

Moral of the story: it's about damn time I get to spend some quality time with my husband.

Addendum to the story: I have a ridiculous love for So You Think You Can Dance and I am sad it is coming to an end. It will definitely help with me getting to bed on time because it's a strict no-go when Chris is awake. . .

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