I bet ya'll say that.
But nobody...I mean nobody, means it like I do.
Oshean was off this weekend.
Off and at home.
The plan was for me to get into Edmonton, check into a swank joint, and just marinade there for the weekend...A-L-O-N-E.
No "Mommy, I need..."
"Mommy, he did..."
"Mommy, it was an accident..."
But the stars weren't aligned, and I ended up with an awful cold, so I decided not to risk the long drive, when on a good day I have been known to doze off and veer off the road (yeah..happened way too many times).
And I stayed home.
Hubs to the rescue.
Took the kids, meals, everything off my hands.
I read, watched movies (at night when the kids slept).
And during the day I scrapbooked.
Yup...havn't done that in years...5 years to be precise (scrapbooked in the day is what I mean).
Here are a few pics from today.
*note Eilam's unimpressed look.Not too happy that the only time he saw me was when I took this pic...Oh well...there's therapy for that kinda thing right?