If We're Not Back in Love by Monday

We love our kids, but sometimes we need a break from them to remember why. And since absence is supposed to make the heart grow fonder, my honey and I went on a mini vacay – sans children. An opportunity for us to also remember why we love each other when the kids are not around. Our chosen exotic locale? Austin.

        First on the itenary? Ikea. And after Google Maps took on us on a wild goose chase ending at the Austin Chronicle’s office (WTF?), we finally discovered that it is actually located in Round Rock. Once we got there, I wet my pants like an excited dog. That place was AWESOME! Furniture, fixtures, and fuzzy rugs! Kitchenware, officeware, even toys for the kids! Acres and acres of all things home!

        Later, we checked into our hotel, and the STRANGEST thing happen to me. When we first got there, I looked like this:

 

        Upon checking in, I caught a glimpse of myself in the lobby’s mirror, and I had transformed into this:

        Why is it that men think checking into Hyatt Regency magically transforms women into Ginger Legsbehindmyhead? I’m still the same, boring, minivan-driving lady you left the house with. So, we had that discussion AGAIN, and he put the swing back in the suitcase and sent the midgets away.

        It was this evening that I actually found my new love – Fogo De Chao. It was EXACTLY what I think heaven is going to be like – people walking around with skewers of red meat and slicing off pieces directly to my plate. I enjoyed multiple food-gasms and am leaving my husband for this guy:

        The next day, we did some shopping on south Congress, and my brother gave us an insider tour of the capital building. We did the Sixth St. thing with some great friends ending up at our favorite, Pete's Piano Bar. But mostly we just enjoyed each other’s company without the interruption of our offspring.

        It was a great repose and break from the demands of parenthood, and we are now back in love with our four little brats.