Remember how, when you were younger, you would ask your Mama or Papa how many nights were left to some exciting event like Christmas you had left? I’m the queen of shallow thrills, so I must say I’m excited about the fact that I have just one more night to go and it’s the weekend again.
The little tyke is snoring away beside me. He and I got to share some quality time playing in the living room and rolling all over the carpet while his Dad and Lola (my mother-in-law) were with the stepson doing one-on-ones with his teachers. Grades came out — and there’s nothing to discuss so I will skip that part of the evening.
Alan says he’s taking me out to dinner again tomorrow. Last Friday, we took our friends Jeff and Jackie to A.O.C. in the West Village again, and it was a pleasure as always. Tomorrow, he says, is a surprise.
I don’t have to worry about the Lolas because my biyenan bought a ton of Filipino food and goodies from one of the local Filipino restaurants here in Queens, and my Mom cooked some adobo that has yet to be touched because there was just so much take out food! So we’re good.
Then I have just one night to look forward to another weekend with my two boys. We haven’t really made any plans. Maybe we’ll finally catch a movie.. I have yet to shop for my halloween treats. We actually have a party this Saturday evening, and we’re supposed to pick out costumes.. although Alan and his officemates who will be going with us prefer to go there not dressed in costumes, the hostess of the party told us we’re not being let in unless we are properly attired. Dilemma..