Guilty Pleasures

Woo! I am late at blogging today! But only because I was so productive this morning. I went to the gym, took a shower, went food shopping and put way the groceries before noon. Then I picked up a Wendy's cheeseburger which I must confess is my guiltiest pleasure. As far as burgers go, I'm a sucker for the squares. Now, my tummy doesn't like beef but, this is one time when I consider the taste worth the tummy ache.

Now, of course, I still need to empty my trunk at the GoodWill and fill up on gas, but feel more like taking a nap. Such is life in the greasy world of delicious burgers and fries.

I have to do those last few things, this afternoon, because the kids will be spending the weekend with their grandma. It's a two hour drive there(hence the gas). Where is my high speed railway??!!

We have a few strange behaviors that we exhibit when the kids are away for a night. Bryson likes to crank up the music to a deafening volume and late at night when the kids would be sleeping in their beds and we are quiet out of habit, we all the sudden yell something to each other from across the house, clap loudly or turn the volume up on our rented movie(among other noisy things that we do). It's childish I know, but we were married for five years before kids, it's fun to relive it every-so-often.

Now don't get me wrong. We miss our kiddos dearly. And when we finally drive out to pick them up, I feel a little guilty for dropping them off in the first place or for doing so many selfish things in their absence, like going out to eat, taking a nap or reading a book for two hours straight without a thought as to how they are doing. But they love it at Grandma's and Grandpa's and wouldn't it be more selfish for us to keep them here? Besides the stories they tell us about their weekend are so much more fulfilling than cheeseburgers and don't deliver belly aches.