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Out on the Town

So, we went out to dinner the other night.

Without Maggie.

Dinner was delicious, the conversation was fantastic and I really enjoyed sitting down to eat a full meal with My Man.  But leaving Maggie was more difficult than I ever imagined it would be, even though there were six (yes,six!) adults ready to care for her.  My parents, grandparents, aunt and uncle were all at my grandparent’s and Barry and I left Maggie for a whole hour almost….GASP!!

I found myself saying ridiculous things to my grandma about making sure Maggie was breathing and other first-time-mother type of things, as if my grandmother didn’t raise two of her own children and rock all of her grandbabies to sleep. I just couldn’t help myself.

I once read that having a child is like having your heart walk around outside your body. It is so true, even if you are going down the street for an hour to eat sushi with your wonderful husband.

It isn’t as if I’ll never, ever do it again, but next time I leave my baby I’m going to prepare myself a bit more emotionally so I don’t have to choke back my own tears as she fights sleep in the arms of another.

Because, man alive, I love going on dates with That Barry.

He makes me smile.

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If Everybody Had a SUP Board

My dad bought a SUP and brought it to the beach and Barry, not being one to shy away from new water-related experiences, was thrilled to try to SUP for the first time.

After determining that the waves were just right and the cloud cover might go away, Barry opted to put down his surfboard and pick up the paddle and HUGE board to SUP.

I learned my lesson long, long ago not to knock the size of the waves at Neah Bay, or any other beach for that matter. For that reason alone I was so impressed with Barry’s ability to stay balanced and actually ride the board. Go, B-Mills!

After a while Barry came to shore and ditched the paddle, taking the enormous board out to surf on it. I tell you, that Man of Mine was born to be in the water!

He doesn’t really like it when I get all mushy about him on the blogosphere, but he looked suuuuper cute too.

No wonder we’ve got such a cute kid.

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Guard Dog & My Tat

Last night as we were falling asleep I had to warn Barry that if he woke up and saw that there was a woman with a tattoo sleeping next to him not to be too alarmed – it was just me. I had affixed a big sticker on my arm as if it was a tat. It came from the rice candy box, you know those candies that have rice paper wrapped around them? Ohhhh…..they are so delicious it is a bit ridiculous.

I found myself at the grocery store last night to pick up some rice that we needed for dinner and I ended up coming home with a very random assortment of things, one being the tasty rice candies. I think it might be unsafe for me to go grocery shopping sans list.

Wait! I had a list, remember?  Rice. Anyhow, I came home with my treats and everyone was happy. After we put the Magpie in her jammies we spent a little bit of time outside enjoying the evening air. I’ve really missed the sun and the ease of being outside in the heat of the day. Oh, I digress.

Basically, we were sitting there re-hashing my grocery store trip and our daily triumphs and some sirens started to go off.

You’d think that Maggie bugged her eyes out when they started making noise, but you’d be wrong if that was your thinking. She started to bug her eyes out when Sydney made a bee line towards the noise.

Syd made it to the edge of her stoop growling and looking around with her bone hanging from her mouth. She stood there for a good minute before the bone tumbled to the ground and she took off around the yard barking her head off.

Barry  went back to staring at Maggie and Maggie went back to….well, being the cutest little nugget in the world. I went back to staring at my sticker-tattoo and eating the delicious rice candies.

Just another Wednesday night at HBHQ.