Decision 2008

So, I have to say I am happy I got responses on my last post. Thank you so much. And I bet you are all dying to know what my decision is - well probably not dying, but at least ready for the answer.

I am not taking him.

I really need some time to myself for 5 days. Not necessarily to be by myself, but to be "just me" - which I have not been for a long time. My family brings out the best in me. They appreciate my quirks and everything that goes along with that. I don't want the pressure of this trip being the end all be all for us. And yes, I am sure I will miss him - but will I miss "him" or the companionship he brings me? I do not know the answer to that right now.

I also think it is important that Mark spends time with Piper by himself for a while. He has not been with her by himself for that long ever. I need their relationship to be strong because when we do separate after we sell the house, it is going to be hard enough dropping her off to see him.

So, perhaps I will meet Lars so he can lotion up my body. No funny business, I promise!

Lars

My mom and I have always had this joke about when my step dad passes away that she will find a man named Lars to do all of her dirty work. If you catch my drift. Lars always seemed like the appropriate name. When I think of Lars, I think of a Greek God that can barely speak any English. All you would need to do it just point to the spot you would like lotion applied and Lars would oblige.

This Friday my family and I are headed to the beach (Cozumel). We will be there for five glorious days of drinking, boating, tanning and more drinking. And NO KIDS! Did I mention NO KIDS? NO KIDS! Now I love Piper and I know on day 2 I will miss her terribly, but Momma needs this vacation and she needed it a long time ago.

I have still yet to decide if I want to take Mark. Am torn about it actually. Why, crazy woman are you torn about this you may ask? Ya, I have no freaking idea. I guess my rational is who would not want to be with their husband on white sand beaches. Heck, if we can't have fun there then we are for sure done.

Then there is the part of me that would like to go there alone and reflect. Think about what I need out of life and unfortunately, I think it is to be alone - for a while at least. Any suggestions? Go with him or leave his butt home? Majority rules!

Self Confidence Booster

So, I am getting out the shower yesterday after I have shaved and washed all the appropriate places. As I am opening the shower curtain Piper is standing there - staring at me and says "Momma, you look disgusting!"
Well dang, I was feeling pretty good about myself for like FIVE MINUTES!

Picnics and Parties

Mark left to go to California today for FIVE days to help his uncle lay tile in their new house. Now, I may be a little selfish saying this, but I LOVE having my daughter all to myself. We have a blast. PLUS, she gets to bed on time and is so much happier in the mornings for it. Have you read my "Grouch" post? Momma needs good mornings with Piper!

When I told her that Daddy was going on a trip, the first thing she said was "Can we have a picnic in your bed Momma?" You bet your ass we can honey! And you can get crumbs on your Dad's side of the bed too - WOO HOO!

Grouch - She gets it from me

I have never once claimed to be a morning person. In fact, all the woman in my family are NOT morning people. Of course, my daughter is not a morning person either. So why is it that grouchy people can talk with one another in the morning time and be just fine? But then you throw that "morning person" in the mix that tries to talk to you and you literally want to rip their head off? Does not seem fair, but that's the price you pay for marrying or living with a person that loathes the mornings.

My step dad (the best man in the entire world) used to try SO hard in the mornings with me and my Mom. He still tries, to no avail, with my Mom to get her to be a morning person. He brings her coffee and toast every morning. I bet you could count on one hand how many times she has responded nicely to him. God LOVE Papa Ken!!

I remember when I was in high school, I would get up in the morning and PRAY that he was not in the bathroom getting ready for work. Because if he was, I would have to walk by him and hear him say "Good Morning!" with as much happiness as one man could hold. And I am embarrassed to say, that I never said anything back.

I walked into my daughter's room this morning to get her up for school today and she said "Leave me along Mama, I want to go back to sleep!" And my response to her? "I will leave you alone after I beat you child!" Awe, a mother's love, there is nothing better.