So Dave took the boys on the Father/Son outing his brother's ward was having. It's just me and Audrey. I have the whole house pretty much to myself. Sounds fun, right? It seemed so exciting until they actually left, and then I just wanted to go with them. Why can't women come on a Father/Son outing? I'm glad that they are spending time together though. So what did I do with my evening? This is the first night in years that Dave hasn't been home at night, and I'm not loving it. I had some recorded TV shows on the DVR and since I'm too cheap to rent a real movie, I decided to watch them instead. I was really fascinated with forensics for a while, so I've kind of gotten into those type of shows. Well, I was watching an episode of Cold Case, and the whole story was about some psychopath who abducts women and keeps them locked up in a dungeon. Great idea for Friday night entertainment, especially since my husband is gone. I already get freaked out a little easy even when he's home. So rather than getting extra sleep since I don't have two of my little ones to wake me up, I'll be up all night worrying about every little creak. That's what I get for not watching a chick flick! I can't wait for them to come home!
8 years ago
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Sorry you're evening to yourself wasn't too much fun! That's when you need to turn off the TV and open a good book. Way less scary (well usually)
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