NO SINGLES NO STRIPPERS
A couple of weeks ago, I attended a Bridal Shower. She's my next door nieghbors, son's fionce'. Both the Bachelor and Bachelorette partys were last night. Our family is a "blended one." So, I chose to play "I'm sorry, but I have the kids card." We have all three of the boys, every other weekend. That seems to be, "the only" positive thing about going through a divorce. You have a minnie vacation away from the kids twice a month. Not that, I hate my kids or anything. They're actually pretty cool little people. Well... not so little any more. But I digress... Anyway, my Husband decided to go to the Bachelor party. The Groom-To-Be, is really a sweet, but goofy kid. I say kid becasue, anyone younger then me, is a kid. He's 21 by the way. I guess that he would be a kid in anyone's book though, right? My husband, has been sort of an Uncle to him for the past 2 & 1/2 years, since we've lived next door.
Ten years ago, I would have thrown a huge "WING DING" about any kind of Y Chromsome based party. I'm older now, and "somewhat more mellow." That and, I'm not "the complete" insecure "Control Freak" that I once was. It probably has something else to do with the fact that, my former husband was an untrustworthy DOG. He's an ok Dad, but a piece of crap Husband. We're still on the fence somedays about, just who is the parent in the relationship between my former husband and my son. After all, I honestly believe that, they are the smae age maturity wise. Meaning that, they both act like little boys most of the time. Well... that's not fair to my son. So... back to the story. The party was held in a renovated, redecorated barn/out building the next town over. Sounds like a blast to me! Yeah...whatever! My husband told me that, it was actually kind of neat. It had a pool table, card table, and dart board inside. It still, sounds like a "Yon-A-Thon" to me. Again, whatever blows your skirt up!
Never-the-less, my husband said that he was glad that he went. Only a few people showed up, and the Groom-To-Be was so glad when my husband got there. In fact, my husband said that his face light up when he came in. Aaaawwww... isn't that sweet? Seriously, my husband is a pretty funny guy, and a really good time. I guess that, only seven or so guys showed up. No to mention that, it was a pretty uneventful evening. Hey, I'm cool with uneventful beer drinking, where everybody keeps their cloths on. Apparently, my Brother showed up much later as well. The more the merrier I guess. My husband finally made it home around 1:00 A.M., and not intoxicated either. Hey, my "Husband Home Training" is finally soaking in. I've been working on this guy for almost seven years. My teachings better be getting through that thick head of his. I'm kidding, he's a good boy. I asked him, "you wouldn't tell me even if there had been a stripper there, would you?" He said no, "probably not." Although, I'm getting the vibe that there wasn't. So... ok... I was worried that he was being a bad boy. My husband said, "not to worry, I guess that I just love you too much." Now that's love for you! Bottom line is, everyone kept their clothes on, and their singles in their pockets. Right On! Catch Ya'll some other day!
A couple of weeks ago, I attended a Bridal Shower. She's my next door nieghbors, son's fionce'. Both the Bachelor and Bachelorette partys were last night. Our family is a "blended one." So, I chose to play "I'm sorry, but I have the kids card." We have all three of the boys, every other weekend. That seems to be, "the only" positive thing about going through a divorce. You have a minnie vacation away from the kids twice a month. Not that, I hate my kids or anything. They're actually pretty cool little people. Well... not so little any more. But I digress... Anyway, my Husband decided to go to the Bachelor party. The Groom-To-Be, is really a sweet, but goofy kid. I say kid becasue, anyone younger then me, is a kid. He's 21 by the way. I guess that he would be a kid in anyone's book though, right? My husband, has been sort of an Uncle to him for the past 2 & 1/2 years, since we've lived next door.
Ten years ago, I would have thrown a huge "WING DING" about any kind of Y Chromsome based party. I'm older now, and "somewhat more mellow." That and, I'm not "the complete" insecure "Control Freak" that I once was. It probably has something else to do with the fact that, my former husband was an untrustworthy DOG. He's an ok Dad, but a piece of crap Husband. We're still on the fence somedays about, just who is the parent in the relationship between my former husband and my son. After all, I honestly believe that, they are the smae age maturity wise. Meaning that, they both act like little boys most of the time. Well... that's not fair to my son. So... back to the story. The party was held in a renovated, redecorated barn/out building the next town over. Sounds like a blast to me! Yeah...whatever! My husband told me that, it was actually kind of neat. It had a pool table, card table, and dart board inside. It still, sounds like a "Yon-A-Thon" to me. Again, whatever blows your skirt up!
Never-the-less, my husband said that he was glad that he went. Only a few people showed up, and the Groom-To-Be was so glad when my husband got there. In fact, my husband said that his face light up when he came in. Aaaawwww... isn't that sweet? Seriously, my husband is a pretty funny guy, and a really good time. I guess that, only seven or so guys showed up. No to mention that, it was a pretty uneventful evening. Hey, I'm cool with uneventful beer drinking, where everybody keeps their cloths on. Apparently, my Brother showed up much later as well. The more the merrier I guess. My husband finally made it home around 1:00 A.M., and not intoxicated either. Hey, my "Husband Home Training" is finally soaking in. I've been working on this guy for almost seven years. My teachings better be getting through that thick head of his. I'm kidding, he's a good boy. I asked him, "you wouldn't tell me even if there had been a stripper there, would you?" He said no, "probably not." Although, I'm getting the vibe that there wasn't. So... ok... I was worried that he was being a bad boy. My husband said, "not to worry, I guess that I just love you too much." Now that's love for you! Bottom line is, everyone kept their clothes on, and their singles in their pockets. Right On! Catch Ya'll some other day!
posted by Beth Schofield | 8:38 AM
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Hey Beth! thanks for checkin out my blog, yours is nice too!
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