Don’t ya just hate Tuesdays that feel like Mondays? I suppose the good news is that it really is Tuesday and that means there are only 3 more work days left this week after today. I sure could use another day off though. We had a wonderful weekend. Thanks to all the help from Amy, my New Year’s party was quite successful. I’m pretty sure everyone had a really great time. I got gloriously drunk on Amy’s awesome margarita’s and a few glasses of champagne. It was the first time I have allowed myself to over indulge since November of 2004, so I really enjoyed myself.
Almost everybody at the party crashed at my house after the party. Hubby got up and fixed everyone some eggs and toast for breakfast. Then, my sister and her family stuck around and hung out with us for most of the day on Sunday. After everyone finally left, hubby and I did a quick clean-up of the house and then settled down to relax and watch a movie.
Monday we slept in late (well, as late as possible with a 6-month-old baby), lounged around the house for a bit, and ran a couple errands. Then we dropped Zach off with my mom for a while so Amy, hubby and I could have a little adult time. We grabbed some dinner and then headed out to Dave & Buster’s to meet up with some friends of Amy’s. We ended up not seeing much of her friends, but we did get to meet them and chat for a few minutes. Amy and I had a good time anyway. Hubby was not so impressed with the place, but I thought it was fun.
After that, we picked Zach up and headed home. Amy and I sat up and talked for a bit before finally saying good-night. Today we had to return to the real world. Amy packed her bags and is heading back to Oregon. Zach went back to Day Care. Hubby and I had to go back to work.
I suppose the holidays are officially over now. In a way, I’m glad because I’m not really sure how much more I could take of the craziness. But, at the same time, I think sometimes I thrive on the craziness. Tonight I’ll go home and it will just be me, hubby, and Zach. It will be quiet. Perhaps too quiet.