Friday was an unexpected ‘free day’. Thanks to the wintry mix of ice, rain and snowfall, my son’s school was closed. You add in some dangerous driving conditions and I had the perfect excuse to call out of the office. At first I was going to go to work. Honest. I showered and dressed. I did my hair and even put on a full face of make up. But the more I looked out my window, and the longer I listened to the news, I decided, it really wasn’t worth DYING in a car accident (or ending up in a ditch) especially when I didn’t have any accounts to work on.
I spent my ‘free day’ at home. I wrote, read up on all my favorite blogs, napped and watched my son learn how to shovel snow for the first time. After some quick snow shoveling lessons from my father (a home video ‘tutorial’ to follow shortly) JCH knocked on the doors around the neighborhood offering his services to clear their driveways and walk ways. My son made $75.00!! If being a Game Show Host doesn’t work out, he can always lean on his snow removal skillz. It was simply wonderful to spend the snow day bundled up inside with the fireplace and my whole family.
Saturday was more of the same relaxation all around. We hung around the house together: ordered in sushi, worked on puzzles and rented movies. I finally saw the Oscar nominated Michael Clayton. But. Um. I don’t see what the big deal is about that movie. I mean, I love me some Clooney, however I was not ‘blown away’ or anything. In fact it’s been a long time since I have watched a movie that really moved me. The last ‘great movie’ I saw was Crash. I am open desperate for any good movie suggestions.
Sunday (after sleeping in till past noon) I took my son shoe shopping. I cannot believe he is wearing a MENS shoe size 9. What? When and how did he get so giant? *sigh* The rest of the day was spent eating pints of coffee ice cream and watching the E channel in preparation for the Oscars. Oh and I gave myself a facial.
I have to tell you… all of the weekends I’ve spent at home in my condo (alone) as glorious as they were, it always felt like something was missing. Or like something was broken. Being here, with my family, made ‘staying in’ together all the more special. I don’t know. Its kinda like I am finally getting to have the childhood I always wanted.


