I started this post on Friday, and then decided I wanted to make Cinnamon Scones.  Good choice.  They were done at 6:45 Friday night and were all gone by Saturday morning before we left for pictures at 9:30.  They were that good.

I’m not going to edit and change tenses on what was written on Friday.  I’m just that lazy.  Plus, it’s a beautiful day and I want to spend some time with the kids.

::The boys have a new favorite song: Somebody That I Used To Know by Gotye.  I like this song.  A lot.  I picture lots and and lots of girls playing this song over and over after getting their heart broken and moaning that “he never called”.  It might even sound like something I used to do a long time ago.  I have always taken pride in the fact that my kids don’t listen to kids music.  They have no clue Disney has a radio channel.  I always figured they would like what I like as long as I played it all the time.  The result: kids that love my music.  It wasn’t until they started getting up earlier than me on Saturday, and I rolled over telling them to just “turn on the television” that their taste has become questionable.  We heard this current favorite quite a bit on the radio in Austin.  Baby Hulk refers to it as his favorite Austin song.  After hearing it no less than 40 times over the past two days, it’s about to be banned from my house and car.

::I took the kids to the zoo this morning.  Total surprise.  They were happy.  They saw snakes in the reptile house.  I hate snakes, talking about them makes me dream about them.  I had to keep lifting No David so he could see the snakes and try to look the other way at the same time.  Then we went to story time in the Chilren’s area.  Lucky kids, they got to pet a freaking snake.

:: We’re seeing orange over here.  I have a good friend who recently became vegan.  We went somewhere last week, and I didn’t have time to make my lunch.  I was starving and all she had to share were some enermous carrots.  The kind Bugs Bunny chews on.  They were delicious.  The boys each ate one as well.  So I went to Costco and bought a 10 pound bag.  Since Wednesday No David and I have had about 3 carrots each day, with Squirt and Goose averaging about 2.  There isn’t a dent in the bag.

:: Lance has been a super husband this week allowing me time for myself without the kids.  And I’m eternally grateful.  It might have something to do with what my confessor told me that I told him…Regardless, I went to see the King Tut exhibit with my father.  So much better with my dad than with Goose and Baby Hulk.  I also had time to run to Lubbock Street and turn in my defensive driving.  Thursday I went to lunch and got a pedicure, and Friday night I had drinks after the church party.  I had the best time Friday night and ended up talking in the parking lot an extra hour.

:: Lance and I are going to see Ragtime tomorrow evening.  I’ve heard great things about the show.  It’s also our first date night in a while.  There are several couples we haven’t seen that I’d like to go out with, but we’re going solo.  We need the time.

A reader asked about making time for your spouse with everything else that you have to deal with on a daily basis.  I’m certainly no expert, but the one thing I could say is I want my kids to know what a happy marriage is.  I never want them to settle for something less.  So while it annoys me that Lance doesn’t “do what I want” some of the time, I’m glad they get to see compromise and a man stand up to his wife when she might be being a boss.  Don’t get me wrong, I don’t want my boys to turn into assholes, but I do want them to lead and never back down just to appease someone.  They get to see us hug, kiss, argue and makeup.  And I think that is important.  And I hope that they know it is important to nurture a relationship which includes taking time for just the two of us.

We had a great time last night.  It was the first time I’d been to Miller’s Outdoor Theatre without a crew of kids.  The show was awesome.  The talent was incredible, and everything about the show was done really well.  Our friend, Barry Stagg did a great job in his role as assistant director.  I’m so glad we went.  Interesting to note, that each time I left this week, the kids threw a fit because I was leaving them to do something solo.  But when I left to go somewhere with their dad, they were okay.