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Moving on! I was really excited about the fact that it's not even 10 pm and I've had time to catch up on my friends list and the internet without my husband being like, "Why don't you love meeeeee, hang out with me!" But that's because he went to a [nerd alert] LAN party tonight. I was kind of jealous that he got to leave before I put Dexter to bed, but I'm not sure that's the party I was looking to attend.
Now that it's almost 10 pm, though, and I've gone through everything, and I've had a little bit of wine and I can't find anything satisfying to eat around here (the cheese option still needs to be explored), I am feeling tired.
Today was a pretty good day. My mother-in-law and her sister finally came in yesterday evening. They were here today, so I made breakfast for them and then we went out to the mall to get some pictures of Dexter taken! I'm not sure whether to be ecstatic or jealous of how photogenic my son is. Because I am the anti-photo. But my son -- man, he just lit up with smiles when that woman was pointing the camera at him. God bless him for being so cute, but man -- my WALLET.
I ended up getting a package that included two framed photos and 7 sheets of pictures. I changed out my three-picture frame with new pictures taken today and then put some of the other new pictures in small frames I bought separately. I'm going to give some of the smaller (framed - 4X7 & 5X8) pics to my family and send some unframed ones to Wes's family. When I asked Wes about hanging one of the big framed pictures up downstairs, he was like, "Whoa - psycho. I don't want to become one of those people who's got baby pictures everywhere." Haha. That totally sounds offensive, but I love my husband. I don't want to become that person, either! But I can't HELP MYSELF because the pictures are so damn cute. GAH.
The nice thing was that Wes's mom paid for half of the order and she took one of the large framed pictures back with her. I am going to photograph a few. Seriously, I'm not trying to brag about this. I am jealous. Why does he get all the photogenic-ness? :P
Anyway, after all of that business, we met Wes for lunch so he could see his mom before she left town.
Right now I'm not even sure what to do with myself. This may be the first night I've had to myself in a few months, so it's sort of weird.
In all honesty, the only thing I miss about the time when I didn't have kids was the freedom to be by myself. I had a lot of time to myself, and/or the freedom to go off and do something myself whenever I wanted. I don't have that now, and at times, I miss my independence. It's something I've always enjoyed. Nonetheless, when I actually HAVE it, it feels weird. Go figure.