Alone with Friends

This coming weekend I am getting away. Yeah. No. I'm SERIOUS. I'm getting AWAY from home for a whole long weekend. That's right ! From Thursday to Sunday I will be in the Windy City with a group of my best girlfriends being...just a girl.

There are many things I'm looking forward to doing while I'm away. Here are some of them in no particular order.
- Carrying the smallest pocketbook I can find. Only fitting in some cash, a credit card, room key, license and lipstick. This only means anything if you have ever lugged around a diaper bag which is actually a small version of your child's changing table, toybox and snack cabinet.
- Eating a meal. By myself. This means cutting only my meat. My food. Possibly even LINGERING over the meal. ENJOYING the FLAVOR. Marveling at the sheer wonderfulness of a meal prepared by someone else. No unwanted finger in my mashed potatoes (or my chili). No toddler-food envy.
- Showering without a timeline.
- Dressing myself, without stopping in between items of clothing to remove the boy from the dog crate/underwear drawer/deodorant stick.
- Not congratulating my companions for standing up, holding their cup or being gentle with their flip up book. Unless of course we are all very, very drunk.
- Going to the bathroom with the door shut. Seeing as I am roomming with another "mommy," hopefully we'll both remember. "Hi there!"

Oh... there is more,... much more. But the idea being an individual unit for 4 straight days is enough to make me feel faint.