What are you and the kids doing this weekend?
I’m going away. The kids are staying home with Husbandrinka.
Away? You? Without the children?
Oh my goodness. How can you be telling me this right before I go to bed?!
A. Because you asked. And B. It’s 7:30 now.
Where are you going?
Upstate with some friends.
Some friends? What friends?
I don’t know those names. The friends from school?
Mama, you know I’m 45 years old, right? I’ve been out of school for a while.
So now everyone you meet is friend. You are very friendly in your old age.
You’re older than I am.
Of course I’m older than you are. I am Mama. Have you gone crazy?
OMG, Mama. I’ll be back on Sunday. It’s not a big deal.
Will there be the men there too?
No. Just the women.
“Oh, god” because there are no men there? Really? Would it be better if there were men?
I don’t even know. Both are not very good.
You make a strong point.
There will be hurricane.
I don’t think so.
Ok, don’t eat too much.
Why do you want to go?
To have fun with my friends.
I don’t understand these “friends”.
Why are you italicizing friends.
I don’t know them. Were they at your wedding?
No. But only because I didn’t know them.
Today is your marriage anniversary.
I know that.
Why are you leaving your family the weekend of your anniversary?
Again, to have fun.
Why obsession with fun. There’s more to life than fun.
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Have a nice weekend!
Here are some other things I wrote this week:
Tragedy in NYC about the horrific stabbings in Manhattan on Thursday.
3 Language Pet Peeves I Don’t Let My Kids Get Away With Because I’m THAT fun mom.
6 Things That Make Me Think They Can’t Be My Kids I like my steak well done. They like theirs twitching.