Brian and I celebrated our 10th Wedding anniversery on the 31st of December with very little fanfare. It happened to the be the day after we buried his father and it had just been a long week by Wednesday night.
My dream when we first got married was to do something big for our tenth. A cruise around the Hawiaian Islands. A week in Paris. A 3 Karat diamond. Something big. But we ended up spending all our spare money on the funeral flowers, suits, etc. It was fine. We had gone to dinner with Mom and Dad and Em and went to bed around 10 as I had to work the next morning.
So, my parents are taking Emily to Florida Saturday for just shy of a week. Brian has his follow up with oncologist on Tuesday. So, I have Saturday and Sunday off and I took Monday and Tuesday off so that we could do something together.
Well, we have my nephew's 4th birthday party on Sunday, so, our plans to get to do something are really limited.
We called all our friends and invited them over for dinner Saturday nite. None of them can make it.
Okay, so Brian has to work Saturday. I can find something to do during the day. We are then off until Sunday afternoon.
Put aside the usual stuff a husband and wife do alone. That's a given and well honestly, after it's done.... then what?
So, here's the list we have gone through:
Movies: Nothing out there I am willing to mortgage the house to see. That's what netflix is for.
Spa: I didn't marry Donald Trump. Too expensive
Skiing: Can't see the point on strapping 2 fiberglass boards to my feet, waxing them up to make them slippery and push myself down a steep mountain.
Casino: The rates for the hotels are out of this world. Plus how long can you sit in the middle of the wood and feed quarters into a slot machine. At least in Vegas there are other things to do.
Out to Dinner: And what to do after we eat?
We have even thought about going to one of those lover's resorts. But $400 for one night. Yeah right.
So, at the moment... Netflix and video games Saturday night. Sleep in Sunday!!!!!!!!!! Go to nephews party then home. Monday morning onto the city, get a room and hit the art! MoMa, the Met... we'll see. I am trying to get in touch with Bri's 3 cousin's who live in Manhattan and meet up for drinks or dinner or something. Broadway is dark on Mondays. Then sleep and maybe shop or something Tuesday morning before the doctor, then home.
I don't know. This keeps happening to us. We have no child, some money and no plans or anyone to share it with. All our friends have other plans. Oh well.
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