Mike and I just got back from a fabulous weekend in London. BY OURSELVES. CHILDLESS. We went down yesterday afternoon, picked up some souveniors from Harrods (since I will never bring one of my children in there ever again thanks to last summer’s debacle), ate sushi – nothing raw for me – and went to see The Sound of Music. Then we spent the night at a quaint hotel in the West End, breakfasted there, and headed home. It was awesome.
We also didn’t have the kids on Friday night. We dined on some of my friend Margaret’s wonderful stuffed shells, and watch Mamma Mia (on DVD)…its just been a musical kind of weekend, usually we’re not really into musicals. So we should have made an early start of it on Saturday, but ummm, were delayed…by me (note to self: call OB on Monday to be prescribed anti-depressants. The time for no medication has passed long ago). I think Mike was okay with it (not with the crying spell, but with the late start) because I had intended us to go to Portobello Road to look for antiques :).
Anyway, I just want to say a huge thanks to Mike for a wonderful weekend, and an even huger thanks to our friends Sarah and Pete, who took the kids for the ENTIRE WEEKEND. That would be our 3 added to their 3, making the total 6 kids. Bless them, if they weren’t insane already, they surely are now.
We have the greatest friends.