I think I’ve gone into some kind of summer slump. I sleep too late and I just kind of hang out with the kids doing nothing purposeful. We still do a bit of school, but we’re not cranking it out in our usual over-achieving manner.
I haven’t even fixed my hair for several days. Hours upon hours of floating in the pool has taken away my motivation to use the blow dryer and straightener.
While we’re on the subject of hair, why did God make it so much easier for men than women? Six boys and five girls live here. The boys can swim or shower and be ready to go in five minutes. We girls have issues to deal with. Long beauty sessions and trying on outfit after outfit to get the perfect hair/clothing combination only to realize we don’t have the right accessory then start all over again.
This weekend James and I are going on a special date in the big city. We hardly ever do that, but someone (you know who you are) sent us a gift certificate to a Brazzilian steakhouse. From what I understand I can plan on having meat, meat and more meat for dinner. I can’t tell you how excited James is about this. It should be an experience I won’t soon forget. I may stick some Pepto-Bismol in my purse just in case.
Afterwards we will walk it off at the hardware store. We are trying to make our backyard, which is basically a pit of despair at the moment, look a bit nicer. We need a few planks of wood and some inspiration. So we’ll hit Lowe’s on the way home. I can’t think of a more romantic way to spend an evening with my sweetie than eating Brazillian meat and going to the hardware store.
I might even fix my hair.
Happy carnivorous weekend everyone!