Saturday, in the park

Well, the park is on The List. We’ve made it through breakfast & one basketball practice so far. Still have another practice.

We might go see Paul Blart. The kids have really made an effort (kinda) recently to not drive their old man crazy, so we’ll see. Right now the boys are riding bikes.

I should mention we won a bike raffle the other night, so we got a new bike. But we have two boys. If you do the math, you’ll see that you can’t have one boy on a brand new Bike from the Sky and the other driving the old rusty and scratched up bike from Yesteryear. So we went last night and bought another bike. The kids are happier than I’ve seen them in a while (at least since Christmas), the store is glad they were able to move a bike, and we’re all happier that they are outside riding and not inside whining.

Win. Win.

I also need to go to the store and buy chocolate, he says, glancing at the calendar. And wine.

One thought on “Saturday, in the park

  1. Yes, chocolate! You rock!

    Unlike my dumbass husband (who for several reasons that I won’t go into) sent me a pink fuzzy box of rose scented bath & body products after I specifically asked him not to buy me anything. I hate pink, I hate rose scented stuff. And he called me an ungrateful brat when I complained. I would have rather had nothing like I had asked than $65 worth of crap (duh, it was on our joint credit card) that I don’t want or won’t use.

    Sorry to dump here, I can’t blog about this kind of stuff…

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