100 Posts

This marks my 100th post. Bells and whistles, bells and whistles. That's what you'd be hearing right now if I knew how to add sound to my blog. 100 posts! Yay!

In honor of this auspicious occasion..........

I came home last week to find the hubby growling at the boys and the boys completely insane. They'd been stuck at the house due to snow since Tuesday. This was Thursday. Yeah, 2 days. They'd been stuck in the house 2 days. 2 days and rabid cabin fever had set in. So, I took the boys upstairs to play. Hubs had some time during which he could look at AutoTrader, his favorite thing in the world to do.

While upstairs with my psychotic children, I had a brilliant idea. I know the hubs has at times felt unappreciated. He has been a stay at home dad and I believe they suffer with that feeling regularly. He was so grouchy that I, being the wonderfully thoughtful wife that I am, thought I would do something to cheer him up. A surprise-yeah, that was it. I love surprises, more so when I'm the one being surprised but I figured it could work in reverse just as well.

So, while hubby was asleep on the couch, I put one baby to bed and began making my plans. I begged, pleaded and cajoled my baby sister into helping me. Her assistance would be integral to my plan. She agreed to come to the house the following day and pick the turkeys up and keep them for the night. I thought that the boys could stay with her or Mommaw even though I'd never gained Mommaw's agreement. It was assumed that she would agree. I don't think she can resist the boys, especially when she hasn't seen them for a while.

With the main hurdle having been eliminated, I worked on furthering my plan. I gave a great deal of thought to taking him to Lexington but dismissed the idea based on the 2 1/2 hour drive. We had a lot of things to get done Saturday that would be much more difficult to accomplish with that span of time allotted to driving. I wanted to take him to a nice hotel and we'd been talking about going to Hibachi so I googled Huntington. And my plan came together.

I left work an hour early Friday on the premise that I was taking my husband of 10 years out for a romantic night away. We deserved it after all. We've had a somewhat difficult year and previous years that were much more difficult. We needed to take sometime to concentrate on our marriage. It's something we do. We think it's important.

I got home an hour early and told him the plan. The boys were going to Aunt Boss's house. We were going the opposite direction, something I've dreamed of doing on an intermittent basis since they gained the ability to speak and fight. I'd booked us a room at the Pullman Plaza Hotel and made reservations at Hibachi. We checked into the hotel and went straight to the restaurant. And spent an entire hour having supper and barely saying a word. Sigh. It was wonderful. Sometimes it's nice to just not talk. It's especially nice to be comfortable enough with each other to not have to talk. We shared a table with some other people, none of whom we were acquainted with prior to our dinner, one of whom I was well acquainted with by the time we left. I don't think the chic stopped talking the entire time we were there and she wasn't a demure, soft spoken creature either.

It was 8 pm by the time we finished dinner. Our bed time is 9 pm so we wanted to be at the hotel by that time. I'm serious when I say that's our bedtime. Our house is abed by 9 pm. I love it. It seems to work for us because part of the household is so young they need their rest to ensure their health and growth. The other half is too old to keep their eyes open beyond that point. So, what did we do with our time, you might be asking. I did say this was a romantic night, right?

It just so happened, which was a great influence on my plans, that the Big Sandy Arena was hosting a...are your ready....it's really romantic......I'm not sure you're ready for this.......it might be too saccharine (sweet for the hubby when he reads this and asks why I keep using words like that).........I did say romantic and you all know what a sweet personality I have.........

We went to the annual Boat and RV show. Yes, you heard me right. The BOAT and RV show. Because, you know, I'm all about water sports and camping out. I love nothing so much as I do the great outdoors. (Was that believable at all?) We looked at boats and, of course, RVs. Think back through all of the blog posts that you have read, all 99 prior to this. Have you ever read anything that would give you the impression that I would enjoy a boat and rv show? I did do the post once about riding on a boat with the fam. I'll admit I enjoyed that. But camping? I have tried it. A couple of times in a couple of different circumstances. Knowing what you know about me, do you think I'd enjoy that? It's very hard to camp in high heels-I'm just sayin', you know how I like my high heels. That's how much I care for my husband-I would took him to a boat and RV show during our romantic evening because I knew he'd like it.

We looked at boats. We looked at RVs. I did it all in 4 inch stiletto heels because that's just how I roll. We finally had to leave when, upon climbing an elevated platform to look at some pontoons, which I really liked but desperately can't afford, my heel kept slipping between the wooden floor boards. I thought I was going to get to add to my list of places I've fallen though nothing so dramatic as when I traumatized the neighbors. I didn't though. The hubs, always a gentleman, held onto my arm so that I wouldn't. That's just how he rolls.

We had a wonderful time. It was nice to get away but it was nice to get back to the boys too. We always miss them when their away though I'm pretty sure they didn't give us a second thought. Big BK got to stay up late and watch the Upside Down Show, which, according to him, is the funniest show on earth. I completely and overwhelmingly disagree with that and am glad that it only comes on at 11 pm. Baby BK got to see his Mommaw which is his favorite thing in the world to do second only to jack slapping his brother. I dont' think they missed us at all which was only reinforced by their reluctance in coming home.

It was a good weekend though. If you ever find yourself at a loss when it comes to ideas for romance, just let me know. I can hook you up. It's what I do. :)

Congratulations to me on the 100 Blog Posts. I rock!