Oh man. Oh. Man.
Life isn’t often wild and crazy these days. I like the quieter run of things, my workouts, our schedule, and the quietness that engulfs the house after Ethan goes to bed and all the toys are turned off and put away. But this weekend…Mama put on her dancin’ shoes.
But first, let’s talk about what’s really important.
Last week I fit in 12 miles – most walking but uhhh 12 miles is still pretty gangsta’. A mama pal of mine and I started walking in the mall which, I know it’s the mall but you’d be surprised how quickly the miles add up when you’re chatting away and not paying attention to time.
I went spinning on Monday and then went to Pure Barre on Saturday AM making four days of workouts. Groovy, I hit my goal!
Monday – spinning
Tuesday – 4-6 mile walk
Wednesday – walk or rest
Thursday – 4-6 mile walk
Friday – spinning
Saturday – pure barre/4 mile run
As for our weekend…I realized I have some amazing friends. Who made me laugh harder than I had in a long time.
So much laughter Friday night at Cheesecake Factory with some of my favorite mamas around. Seriously, we caused a raucous. If you saw my tweets…you might understand. Or at least understand why a moms night out once in a while is so important.
Saturday was barre, apartment searching, and then a very special 30th birthday. Hubs and I even sprung for a baby sitter. The party was cocktail attire so we got all kinds of dolled up. Mama even put on heels…and full make up. Not quite sure when that’ll happen again.
Sunday was miserable. I mean, baby woke up at 4:45a ready to party. A bottle, a diaper change and some cuddles would not get the point that when it’s dark out we sleep. I brought him into bed with us and all that did was give him an avenue to slap Adam and pull my hair.
Hangovers when you’re a parent are the worst. Needless to say after a late morning nap, I shared a brief, working brunch with Liz after Adam got back from Crossfit, went to an event with some mom friends where I picked up a baller toy for freesies (similar). The event was like a flea market of kids stuff that everyone was buying/selling/trading. I also picked up some diapers for resale. Unfortunately, I realized I am not a good sales lady (and/or lazy) thus, my goods are being saved for the wee sale.
All in all, a good weekend! However, I will not schedule a MNO on a weekend where this is another scheduled party. Nope. Not happening. Lesson. Learned. No matter what I say or do, remind me please, that I am not 25 anymore. Bedtimes are best before 11pm.
What was the best part of your weekend freaders??