Just hold on a minute – put the clicker down – I’ll be with you in a moment.
Phew.
My 11-year-old daughter snapped this picture of me because, well,
nothing says sexy like a stay-at-home mom cleaning her house in heels,
yes? Because, I am all that and a box of Fruity Cheerios. Just look at me work that Swiffer…woo-hoo…I bet ya’ll are jealous, now aren’t ya’!
[snicker]
Ah, just another day in the rockstar life of a stay-at-home mom.
[smiles and nearly loses balance]
Actually, I don’t really do my chores in strappy sling-backs
— not on a weekday, anyway — it’s just that the hubs and I are going
away and attending the wedding of a dear family friend.
[sniff]
Oh, man – but, weddings make me cry – and strutting around in heels is so not on my list of approved mommywear.
Ever the multi-tasker, I thought I’d break in my new sandals and
finish the housecleaning, because…well, Grandma and Grandpa are
staying to babysit our four rugrats and – since, they are doing us the biggest favor – it would be nice if the house smelled, you know, nice.
[inhales deeply]
Lord love a duck, but the house smells sooooo good and I’ve finished
the last of the arrangements for school drop-offs and pickups, Thing
Two’s 5th Grade Party and my son’s baseball game, tomorrow night! All
of our plans are going pretty smoothly, really.
Unlike, last time.
[shiver]
I don’t know about other folks, but – when it comes to getting away
for some MUCH needed private time – the hubs and I don’t have the best
of luck.
[heavy sigh]
But, the wedding sounds fabulous – our friends are getting married
on the beach on Cinco De Mayo – the weather is supposed to be gorgeous
– knocking on wood until my knuckles bleed – and we’re actually cutting
out early (tomorrow) and have extended our stay through Sunday.
Guess what?
The hubs has us booked for a massage and made another appointment
(for me) for a pedicure as an early birthday/anniversary present,
because he wants me to be all relaxed and my toesies to look all
prettiful for the wedding!
[big grin]
Yes, I know – and really do appreciate exactly how lucky I am
– but, I hope you understand when I tell you that we both so deserve
this weekend, together, alone, to disconnect from our lives and
reconnect with each other. It may not be the cheapest therapy, but we
are worth it.
The heels?
[massages lower back]
I’ll have to get back to you on that one – darned sciatica – have a
great weekend, everyone and fell free to let me know if, you know, you
like my shoes and I’ll be more than happy to share a toast in wishing
you good health and have a mojito, in your honor!
Adios.