Both Gabriel and Michael haven’t been feeling well since last weekend, and I’m a little tired. I’m learning that the bigger they are, the harder they fall. And the littler they are, the louder (and longer, and harder, and more frequently, and more pitifully) they cry…I do feel like kind of a wimp for feeling so tired after just a few days. I guess this is what “holding down the fort” feels like.
I need a girl day of some kind in the very, very near future. Which brings to mind the question: what would be my version of a “me” day?
At the moment, I’m envisioning a nap on a quiet beach. As I lay on pillows in the cool sand under a fluffy white tent, icy cold margaritas, strawberry smoothies and lemonade would be on tap. Fresh chicken caesar salad for lunch would be a nice touch. As would a big, thick page-turner that doesn’t make me think too hard. Cheesecake, brownies, or cookie cake–or maybe possible all three mixed together–would be pleasant as well.
The funny thing about what I just wrote? I just described my honeymoon to a T–minus the cute new husband part. Michael and I had a fantastic honeymoon at Sandals on the island of St. Lucia. I guess Michael (as long as he’s not sick) would be a nice addition to my perfect “me” day too. 🙂