Tuesday, August 01, 2006

The Anniversary Get-Away

Hubz and I recently celebrated our anniversary. Actually, we went out to dinner and a walk along the lakefront. It was quiet and romantic and nice (and we got free cheesecake for two at the restaurant), and we enjoyed our couple of hours alone together, but when we came home, the house was full of children: our ears instantly bombarded with canned studio laughter as we opened the door to the big kids, our so-called built-in-babysitters, watching stupid sitcoms on TV in the family room; our bedroom was full of fellers, and we couldn't really get, er, frisky, if you know what I mean. We went to the rec room for some Adult Recreation. Within five minutes, one of the older children busted us out to describe in detail all of Eighty-Eight Fingers' super-naughty antics perpetrated while we were out. Big surprise there. I am reasonably sure that news flash could have waited.

So you can see the dilemma. (Very) Small house. Children coming out of the woodworks, as our German-American immigrant neighbor so blithely pointed out one day. No Privacy. Sometimes extremely frustrating--that way.

But, sometimes it works to our advantage, too!

For instance, I am like a kid at Christmas, bursting with anticipation, for our "Real" anniversary celebration. That is right! We will have one night of pure marital bliss, one whole night away from all the noise, bustle and tomfoolery of everyday life at Abode MacBoudica. The anticipation is intoxicating! Divine! In two weeks we are going to a special Romantic Themed Bed and Breakfast. We planned and sacrificed meticulously for this. Hubz worked extra shifts at his part time job. We begged and pleaded, bargained and brokered deals to find places for all five rascals for one night so we could Get Away. We are going to, um, Enjoy Each Other's Company (hey, my daughter reads this-I gotta keep it PG) all night long in the Double Jacuzzi Hot Tub and under the Starlight Canopy on the bed. YIPPEE!

Of course, I can't help seeing the irony in all this. As a young adult still living with one's parents, one has to sneak around and exhibit extreme creativity to find opportunities to be intimate with one's partners (cheap hotel rooms, cramped demonstrations of extortionist skills in backs of cars, quick furtive gropes under the bleachers--not that I ever did any of that!). Now as adults with a house brimming with the fruits of our lust, we must sneak around to find outlets for our undiminished libidos. Life has come full circle. *sigh* Sometimes I can't wait until all these "fruits" grow up and cirlce on out of here (not really, but it is nice to fantasize about loud--really loud--unabashed private time).

6 Comments:

Anonymous wolfbaby said...

What is taht saying ??? ohh yeah

"We play, we pay." LOL

have a wonderful time.. you deserve it!!!

01 August, 2006 17:59  
Blogger HomeFireBlue said...

Ohh that DOES sound divine. Have a grand time, you two!

Yep, I'm right with ya on the lack-of-privacy thing. And I know it'll only get worse. I'm beginning to suspect that our Brood will have to grow used to the random sounds of a headboard hitting the wall and just roll their eyes and grimace.

We'll see ...

02 August, 2006 09:32  
Blogger Mommy off the Record said...

Thanks for visiting my blog today. I so treasure the alone time with the husband now that I have kids. A dinner and a walk on the lakefront, just the two of you, sounds like a perfect way to celebrate your anniversary.

03 August, 2006 00:46  
Blogger Northwoods Baby said...

Right now, with Perp still in her crib and the dude, well, basically still a houseplant, we have plenty of privacy if it's bed or naptime. But boy howdy, I imagine things are going to get tricky when Perp is in her big bed. Notice me not rushing to make the transition. Hell, if she doesn't mind being in the crib, neither do we.

Congratulations! Our lakefront has been Particularly Pleasant the last few weeks (if high 80s-90s is pleasant, and I suppose it is for some). Perhaps we should join Husband at lunchtime for a stroll. You inspire me to exercise!

Dinner out seems like unattainable bliss at this point. [jealous]

03 August, 2006 15:22  
Blogger Her Bad Mother said...

Your getaway sounds BLISSFUL. Ah. I'm relaxing - vicariously - just thinking about it.

03 August, 2006 17:21  
Blogger Overwhelmed! said...

We still have our privacy, to an extent. Snuggle Bug gets tucked into his crib by 7:30 p.m. and can't get out until he wakes us up the next morning (unless he's sick, of course). So, no doors busting open on our romantic evenings.

Hope you have a wonderful time at your B&B! We love staying at B&Bs. They're so romantic!

10 August, 2006 00:33  

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