Always in need of a break post-break

So that was the longest 3.5 days off work in forever. Was it really a week and I stopped counting the days right? Well I’ve come to the part of the day-after a long weekend where I yearn for just one more day to lay around doing absolutely nothing. The problem is if I were given an extra day to do nothing, I would not do nothing. So it’s probably a good thing I didn’t bother.

Thursday’s 3-boy 3-hour extravaganza has pretty nearly cemented my theory that I was not meant to parent three children. So. Much. Noise. I kept them outside in the splash pool for the majority of the time but still, so exhausting. Within an hour of him leaving, I was in bed asleep and ended up sleeping through the night – 11.5 hours. They did have fun though.

We went to my in-laws for the fourth, and it was wonderfully fun. I never do a ton of swimming because I couldn’t go underwater in my contacts, but I finally invested in a pair of goggles and that was a game changer. I swam non-stop for three hours (and paid the price later, in case you were wondering. Holy painful shoulders, batman!) and drank sangria and ate hamburgers and it was pretty much the best thing.

Because we’re insane, we decided late in the day to go to Hollywood Studios (after all that swimming, mind you) to ride a few rides and see the fireworks. It was mostly successful, except that Henry didn’t make it through any of the fireworks (who starts them at 10:30pm? Dude, kids?!?) but when he fell asleep it was pretty darn cute.

MY BIRTHDAY. I was granted sleeping in on my birthday, which is not to say that the kids slept (despite the late night, of course), but then I got up and made breakfast. I thought about asking to go out for breakfast but meh, we had food and I can cook it and I enjoy what I make so much more than if anyone else did. Also over breakfast, I decided that for My Birthday I would actually like to go to Disney. Seriously, this was a thing I suggested. I also requested an Epcot dinner so we made reservations and I made lunches for everyone and dinner for the littles and off we went. So fun. If ever you go to Disney for your birthday, stop at guest services and get your happy birthday pin. Even at 34, it was so fun to have every Disney cast member (and occasional guest) wishing me a happy birthday. I daresay it was MORE fun as an adult. We dined at Nine Dragons, which I was hesitant about because I’m not a fan of Chinese takeout but it was delicious. And they gave me cake and a card with Happy Birthday in Chinese written on it, because Disney is awesome. (plus I bought myself some ears. Happy birthday to me.)

Sunday was to be a non-Disney day because every once in a while we need those. Hey, the grass has to be cut sometime, right? I did a minute amount of gardening (the weeds were as big as the bushes, truth) and then took a walk with Henry to Target in the drizzly rain, where I proceeded to buy all sorts of things I shouldn’t have bought knowing I had to walk a mile back home. But now we are proud owners of a badmitton/volleyball set and ladder golf, as well as a dozen odds and ends. (An aside – even though H was THERE when I made these purchases, when we got home he exclaimed to his brother “BUBBA! MOMMY BOUGHT ME BACON!!” so we know where his heart is.)

My mom volunteered as tribute to give us a date night, so we ate at a local brewery and saw Edge of Tomorrow (Tom Cruise+alien war+Groundhog Day) and I drank too much which is a consequence of seeing a movie in a club area – the theater has a bar where they apparently only make club drinks, so my “make me something with gin in it” became “gin, vodka, tequila, curacao, something I didn’t recognize, grenadine and club soda – aka, every other club drink designed to get you hammered for $8.50. The movie was fine – not my kind of movie, but my kind of movie is not one that you need to see in theaters so we picked an action flick.

And now it’s Monday again. Terrible, wonderful Monday, where I will now plan on taking a bubble bath when I get home and finishing the book I’ve been reading for the last WEEK because I can’t seem to concentrate. And everything will be glorious.