(MJ, you know I love you, but I told you I would write about this and I will!)
For reasons that will presently* become clear, I must go on an overnight beach trip next weekend. It is not exactly work, but almost. Stop giving me that look.
Since this is a scouting trip of sorts, I will need my wits about me and both hands free. It’s not nearby, either: I’ll have to drive 3 1/2 hours each way for a mere 1-night stay.
Also, I must check out the nightlife there. Seriously, it’s part of the job! Stop giving me that look right now.
As if this were not enough, I’m going on this trip with a couple of friends and their two kids (15 months and 5 years), which are
2 kids too many enough for a 3 1/2 hour drive.
So I’m leaving C home with the girls.
I was telling my beloved and beauteous friend MJ about this trip today, and invited her to come with us.
“And C? Is the gorgeous angel coming too?”
“Nope, he’s staying with Ms Lilly.”
“WHAT?? Are you not gonna bring the poor little sweetheart to the beach??”
“But you said other kids are coming!!”
“Yeah, they are, but C. Is. Not.”
(C will stay home in comfort, surrounded by his posse, while mama enjoys a bit of fresh air and gets her research done properly. I will ask questions, look at locations, take pictures, meet people, and have a goddamned good night’s sleep for once in a month.)
“Aw, but we can help you look after him! You should totally bring him!”
MJ, my dear, I love you, but no.
You have no idea of what you are talking about.
Someday maybe you’ll understand. And when that day comes, I’ll help you get away from your kids!
love hate to be a tease, but bear with me a lil. News will be out as soon as poss!