Jun
03
2011

  Good Time Tonight

I had a very pleasant afternoon out with my family! We left the house around 4pm, but were still able to find good free street parking near the amphitheater downtown.

I felt fine taking a walk down the mall to T's favorite gourmet hot dog place for an early dinner. I hadn't been there before. We both had the Chicago-style dog. I thought it was good, but I'll be trying some of their other specialties if we go back.

The opening band had already started when we arrived back at the venue, yet it wasn't so crowded that we couldn't find a shady spot to put down our blanket. W was pretty docile, and T seemed to enjoy walking around with him. If it was just me, I would have made him stay on the blanket with me the whole time.

A few of my friends were also downtown, and stopped by to say hello, which was nice. W was ready to go after hearing only a few songs by the headline act, which was pretty much the same as last summer. I was hoping he'd be fit to stay out later this year, but at least at this point of the season it seems not to be.

By the time we walked back to the car, I was finally getting physically quite tired, so was grateful that T was with us to drive us home.

I forgot to get the lemondrop cupcake! I was so tired it didn't occur to me to walk the extra few blocks out of our way to pass the cupcake shop, I was so focused on just getting to the car to go home. Oh well.

I don't have any plans for tomorrow, so if the weather is nice maybe we'll head downtown for an excursion and I can try again. If it's warm, though, I'll probably opt to just stay home and float in the pond.

I still am holding out some slight hope that I'll go into labor tonight, but the hope is slight. Maybe tomorrow will be the day. I'm not even feeling that impatient, it's more just that I've cleared my schedule, so there's really nothing much else for me to focus on. I was just thinking today about women who get so impatient that they take drugs to induce labor. Really, it's just a matter of a few more weeks at worst. I think having to wait EIGHT YEARS to conceive W taught me plenty about patience. I don't have a problem waiting for things to happen in their own time.