Weekend of Bonding

We went from having a "free" weekend - meaning that we had no specific plans other than celebrating my dad on Father's Day - to a weekend full of "friend time." After a very challenging week at work, (an ad agency is full of deadlines, late nights, and mental exhaustion, but the fruits of your labor are abundantly clear when you land a big new client), I was looking forward to a night of relaxing at home. We'd make a little dinner and then curl up on the couch for a Dexter marathon or new movie on demand. However, much to my surprise, my husband called me on my way home and said we were going to a movie with the Baldwins. If you know Shawn, you know that he does NOT make plans. He happily accepts the fact that I negotiate our social calendar. But this Friday, he made a double date with Jason and Betsy to go see The Proposal.

Even though I was exhausted and visions of pajama pants and a glass of wine filled my head, I agreed to go out of sheer appreciation of his efforts. So we went. I love me some Sandra Bullock AND 2 hours of watching Ryan Reynolds was icing on the cake. The real highlight of the night was Betty White's performance. The previews didn't do this film justice - it was hysterical.

Saturday morning I met Christie at the Galleria at 9:30 (a.m.!) for the one day sale of Old Navy tank tops being marked down for $2. We rarely have 1:1 time and after our shopping extravaganza, we had breakfast at Paradise Bakery and enjoyed some girl talk. Then we met up with Betsy at the pool and proceeded to fry our skin for the next few hours. I'll always cherish our pool-time, floating in the water on the rafts, talking about everything from mucus plugs to what we'll be doing when we're old. I love these girls.

That night we had plans to regroup for dinner with the Registers, Baldwins, and Lori M. and her boyfriend Jon, a.k.a., "Tony Soprano" (he looks JUST like him). What a treat to be able to spend an evening with good friends at Mi Cocina. My skin was so sunburned, I was radiating enough heat to grill Rock's fajitas! Luckily, my mambo taxi cooled me down. And I found out that John's dad taught me math in high school at LD Bell - shout out to Mr. Roe!

Sunday was Father's Day and we had a great time with my Dad and Beth. We took them to a RoughRiders ballgame in Frisco and thoroughly appreciated having the time to celebrate Mo. Next weekend we're headed down south to Hallettsville to visit the in-laws......I can already taste the kolaches!