Frith O’Steen

So for the first time since Decker was born, I have the house to myself this weekend. Sean and the little guy went up to Loomis yesterday for a couple of days at Trudi’s house (they walked in a 5K this morning, I believe it was a walk-a-thon benefitting community groups in the area) and I am a bachelorette until tomorrow (Sunday) afternoon. So how did I spend my free time? Well, first I cried for about 5 minutes when they left (it was actually hard to say goodbye! I then had to laugh b/c it was pretty funny!). Then I lay down for a quick snooze and woke up 2 hours later! Woo hoo! I proceeded to wander around my very quiet house, and even allowed myself a chance to read and be extremely lazy. It was awesome. Finished off the day with an AMAZING dinner at a Chinese restaurant in Lafayette with my folks (more on the meal in another entry - it deserves its own post), and then went over to my folks’ and watched the complete uncut version of Sound of Music, which is so much better in its full context (I saw a lot of stuff that must have been cut to fit the tv version), but is also about 12 hours long! (or felt like it). Anyway, I sang along with gusto, and then headed home around midnight.

Having satisfied my need to veg, I woke up at 8 am this morning (after a couple of false starts, where I woke up at Decker’s normal rise and shine hour, and then realized I didn’t have to get up!), and was a new woman! I read the paper, took a shower, and then realized it was 9 am and I was itching to do something - I had all this newly discovered energy! I put on some music, the soundtrack to “Mama Mia“, to be excact, and CRANKED it. So…the best visual I can give you: remember the “Family Ties” episode where Alex is taking Mallory’s friend’s diet pills so he can stay up and get more done? And he gets even more and more frenzied? (Don’t worry, you don’t need to call an intervention for me, the worst substance in my body this morning was caffeine). Ok, now combine that with the scene in Risky Business with Tom Cruise dancing around his house (only I wasn’t dancing in my tighty-whities, I was fully dressed thank you very much) and that was me! I dusted, vaccumed, scrubbed, cleansed, bleached, laundered, scoured…and took a break every so often to do my whirling dervish dance to a particularly great song. It was awesome. I haven’t had the drive/energy to do that in a long time. And I realized how out of shape I am! I’m pooped!

And I am looking forward to my guys coming home…crazycake hugs all around! But I am sure enjoying the solo time while it lasts! I’d kinda forgetten what it felt like!