One Down, One to Go

Today my very kind friend drove me to the airport so I would not have to face rush hour traffic (hey, rush hour traffic in MY neck of the woods is getting caught behind a hay truck) and we picked up a very tired Biker Hubby at BWI airport.

He sounds as if he had a great time visiting with his parents and siblings and bajillions of cousins. He also sounds tired. Takes a lot of traveling visiting all those people.

I, on the other hand, have:

watched "How to Lose Friends and Alienate People" and "Sweeney Todd" with my friend, while we drank a bottle of champagne and ate a bowl of cherries.

gone out on her boat two days in a row for tubing and sun and swimming.

hung out in the beach club bar, drinking wine while the children played (supervised) in the beach club's pool.

sat in the hot tub with my friend and discussed life while we drank a bottle of sauvignon blanc. We slept very well that night.

gone out for sushi with the kids and topped off the evening with frozen custard desserts.

and we've talked and talked and talked and talked about everything under the sun while our kids hung out.

Funny...I'm not as tired as Biker Hubby.

Tomorrow is GameBoyjr's 9th birthday. We'll wake up early, give him a small present, then pack up the car (including a few new pets we're bringing home--more later on that) and then we'll drive back to Virginia, unpack and go to my parents' house for GameBoyjr's birthday party.

I predict that by tomorrow evening, I'm going to be as tired as Biker Hubby is right now.