Later that day, she met some even cooler people for happy hour.
Fine, we are not Hall of Famers. We are not Bears. But we're still cool.Aunt Bob and I have vowed to do a weekly happy hour. We might spend the whole time talking about our kids, but by god, we will get away from them for a few hours. I feel like we must commit to this - to spend at least two hours a week not being at work or being mom - to regain some balance.
Today is our third happy hour, and each afternoon beforehand I feel guilty for the minutes I will not spend with Lumpyhead and Lula. I worry that our husbands are not getting the break from parenting they need. I fear I will miss bedtime. But I know Aunt Bob and I need this, and if we do not schedule this outing and hold each other to it, it will never happen.
Plus I have a great time while we're out.
So, on Tuesday nights, Aunt Bob and I will be at Mommy Happy Hour. Kidless cocktails. Babyfree beverages.
You should come, too.
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Curse this distance. I want in. I want in!
I'd come, if I lived a bit closer. I sure could do with a regular child-free drinks evening
I am *so* in next week! I'm even skipping yoga for y'all ... I lied to the teacher today and told her I have to work next Tuesday night.
I think that's going to fuck up my chakras a little bit, but it's for a good cause.
I'll be there in a couple of weeks. Save me a seat.
I'll be there as often as I can.
And next time I'll wear makeup.
Mommy happy hour sounds soooo good...although the guilts and worries immediately started running through my mind and I'm not even out drinking somewhere! Maybe it would be better if I didn't think about ditching my family when my husband is working til the a.m. hours every night and just before a week-long business trip. *sigh*
I wish it wouldn't cost me so much to get there...
oh man. i am so there. i'll let you know when i'm coming to town.
I can make it this Tuesday. I hope you disclose the location.
Sounds like heaven.. I'll go get a beer and think about it.
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